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Dear Elizabeth, I've just read your Facebook letter to Sasha and Malia Obama, followed by your apology. First off, I am impressed that the Communications Director for a Congressman would take time out from her busy and important schedule to address herself to the sartorial state of the Nation's First Daughters. I immediately checked your Facebook page to see what other gems I could gather. But I was sorely disappointed. All I saw was a photo of the Court of Neptune fountain at the front of the Thomas Jefferson Building of the Library of Congress. Did you know that Neptune had a really bad temper? I'm not sure you should be promoting him. Because you are in the inner circle of movers and shakers of DC, you must know more about Sasha and Malia than I do. I only know that they...
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Dear Mr. Oliver, I was quite disappointed by this past week's "Last Week Tonight" (airing on June 21, 2015). The content was hilarious and eye opening, and your topic of the week (the dangers of the internet) is an important topic that must be tackled by the media; however, I feel that you could have had a much more effective show if you had devoted your entire 30 minutes to the Charleston massacre. I am usually a big fan of your show, but this past week you did not insert your unique voice into the fray when it was needed. Yes, the recap at the top of the show was good, but it was simply not enough. You run a show called "Last Week Tonight," and rather than giving the audience satire of the news of last week, you favored a prepared segment about the internet. I understand...
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Hello San Franciscans, We surely speak for everyone when we say that taxing sugary drinks is a horrible idea -- especially for those of us in the soda industry who sell over $65 billion worth of soft drinks in America each year. But rest assured, we've got your back! Through our trade group, the American Beverage Association, we've hired the nation's most aggressive issue advocacy team to fight your city's proposed 2 cents per ounce sugary drink tax. It's the least we can do, since from before you could walk, we've drummed this crucial message into your heads: Drink sugary drinks like water! Thank you for your cooperation! Now that your Debbie Downer Board of Supervisors want to raise the price, we will fight for our God-given right to sell you cheap liquid sugar, and to have...
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Dear Native college student, As a new academic year approaches, I want to share some words from my heart. Know that these words are not just from me; they are shared experiences and stories that I've learned from family, college classmates, mentors, teachers, and Native college students like yourself. I hope this letter serves as a source of inspiration as you journey towards attaining a college degree. Like many of you, I knew college was in my pathway. When I was eight years old, I told my mom that I was going to college. And in May of 2015, I fulfilled that dream and graduated with a doctorate in higher education from the University of Arizona. There are not many Native peoples on the college journey. Nationally, 1 percent of Natives receive a college degree each year. Some...
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To My Very Best Friend, Saturday is your wedding day and I couldn't be happier for you as you embark on the next stage of your life with the man you love. As I sit and reminisce on our journey of friendship and all we have been through together, I am reminded of just how important you are to me; how much I love, respect and admire you. However, this friendship we share will inevitably change after this weekend; how could it not? But this does not sadden me, and I am thrilled to be standing next to you for the moment your future begins. Here are a few things I want you to remember Saturday, the day of your wedding: It is going to be a whirlwind of pictures, flowers, dresses, emotions, and most importantly, joy. Remember to take in it all in slowly, and breathe. Don't get lost in the...
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Dear David: I know you really care about floors. I know because I've been to your Neues Museum in Berlin and your Saint Louis Art Museum extension, and both have exceptional floors. And I know you were unhappy with the floors at your new Museum in Milan, the Museo delle Culture (Mudec). So unhappy that, after working behind the scenes to get the floors fixed, unsuccessfully, you chose to go public: first disowning the building, then releasing a letter in which you complained about some 60,000 square feet of sub-standard lavastone. In the letter, you said that the hundreds of slabs of volcanic rock displayed "a substantial lack of homogeneity"; that individual pieces had gaps, chips and cracks; and that the installation introduced bad joints and other defects. But could the floors...
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Dear Dude, I get it. My mom is pretty awesome. I understand why you'd like to spend time with her. You and I may not have met, but I thought you should know a few things before you date my mom. 1. She's my mom. You have one. You know what I mean. She's that woman who brought me home and fed me and changed me and took care of me when I was sick. Sometimes she still does those things. She doesn't tolerate backtalk and lying from me any more than your mom tolerated it from you. You will respect her the way you respect your own mother. 2. I'm her kid. She may care for you. She may even love you. But no one will ever matter to her heart the way that I do. You might be in her life for a day or a few months or even the next thirty years. I was here before you, and I will be here no...
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Dear Daycare, Inside your walls, you welcome children from as young as 6 weeks old to as old as 12 years old, in some places. Your employees smile at the parents every morning as they walk in looking rushed, glaring at any teacher they see with pleading eyes to make their drop-off go smoothly. The young girl with no kids of her own, struggling to get through college and getting paid barely above minimum wage, sees the harried look on our faces and quickly greets the trembling-lipped child. She scoops them up and distracts them with a toy or book far more awesome than anything we have at home. Sometimes our kid will cry in spite of her efforts. But sometimes they just need that kind voice to encourage them to wave at the window with a promise that Mom or Dad will return soon. We have...
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Dear 3 AM, Isn't it funny, that you can go 18 years of your life feeling like you have it all figured out, just to find out you still don't remember how to do your own laundry? And this is only the beginning. Eight months ago, worries of what people might think would have kept me from putting my thoughts out for all who knew me. Today, I realize you do these things for you and not for anyone else. So here I am writing a letter, and somehow finding myself in the process. In my first year of college, I truly realized how little I had come and how far I have to go. Leaving home for the first time eight months ago, set me out on a journey that I could have never imagined. That journey has been complicated, confusing and one heck of an adventure. This year, I have grown immensely in...
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Dear Stranger, I miss you. I miss texting you about every single stupid thing that happens in my life. I miss the way people would ask me where you were when you weren’t with me because it was a known fact that we were a packaged deal. I miss laughing with you and all of our inside jokes. I miss sending you heinous Snapchats and FaceTiming you from the bathroom. I miss looking over at you and knowing exactly what you are thinking. I miss your family and the way you used to fill me in on their daily happenings. I miss knowing that at the end of the day I had you, that when push came to shove, no matter how bad the situation might be, I knew you would be there. I miss my person, my other half and my best friend. I hate that when people ask me how you are doing, and I genuinely don’t...
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