In June 2012, my Uncle David died. Years of diabetes caused his body to wear out. He was 60 years old.
For my mother, who was 20 years David's senior, the news was devastating. She was supposed to be the one who died first, not her baby brother.
Income disparity is likely to keep getting worse, eventually undermining the viability of democratic capitalism. This stark message has made Thomas Piketty's book the object of much scrutiny.
I like Michael Gerson's writing, and sometimes I even agree with the things he says. This week he wrote a sensitive and heartfelt column about one of the houses in the DC-area L'Arche community—a place I feel some small connection to, as my wife was once part of a different house in the same community.