Lauren Bacall's death at 89 got front-page coverage complete with picture in the New York Times, and it deserved to. Like so many American images and voices in our vast celluloid memory bank, she may have been more familiar than famous -- if the definition of fame has something to do with greatness rather than just exposure. But familiar she definitely was, at least to the generation of American moviegoers who grew up with movies the way their grandchildren now grow up with the Internet.
America tells stories to itself in images, funny ones, sad ones, selfies we send out over our phones with snarky comments. But lately, the ones that get the most traction are the angry ones. They seize us like hands around our throats. And that's what the images from Ferguson, Mo., feel like to me, hands to the throat. But there's another image I saw last week. This one I like, and it doesn't come from Missouri.
Those of us who admit that we were not there, and do not know what happened when Michael Brown was shot by a policeman in Ferguson, Missouri, seem to be in the minority.
In the wake of the gruesome beheading of American journalist, James Wright Foley, it is important to remember that the growing threat of radical Islam is very real.
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