Tom Degan: I have been desperately trying to write a poem about the train wreck that Rupert Murdoch’s life has become but I’ve run into a brick wall. Could somebody give me a word that rhymes with schadenfreude?
Walter Brasch: A group of white gun-rights advocates plan to sling rifles, shotguns, and semi-automatic assault weapons onto their bodies, and walk through a Black neighborhood in Houston. What could possibly go wrong with that?!