As reporters go, Seymour Hersh is not only famous but also pretty darn reliable. He won a Pulitzer Prize during the Vietnam War. He broke the story of the My Lai massacre. When he writes, people listen.Recently, he and I were on a radio show together. I asked him about his latest piece for the New Yorker in which he reported that the first real U.S. commando effort in Afghanistan had gone badly and that the Taliban -- thanks partly to an ill-advised, overly noisy U.S. effort -- had fired upon a dozen of our elite soldiers, seriously wounding several of them.
Editor's note: This column contains lyrics that could be offensive. But the Free Press thinks they're important to understand the columnist's view.Hip, hip, hooray for Dr. Dre! He sure showed those bullies who is boss. He's a champion for the First Amendment! A hero for freedom of speech!Let's pause for some Dre lyrics.I don't give a f--- about the bitch Because I don't give a f---! And I don't give a f---!
MINNEAPOLIS -- When the gun sounded, Charlie Batch fell to his knees, dropped his head to the turf and tried to disappear. Twenty yards away, Germane Crowell was also on his knees, staring at the sideline that he forgot about a few seconds earlier. He, too, looked like he wanted angels to sweep him up to someplace finer, someplace where the Lions don't find a way to shoot themselves in the cleats week after week.Make you a deal, Germane. Here's 10 bucks. Let us hitch along with you.Vikings 31, Lions 26. It would be laughable, if it weren't so sad.
Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.
