Opinion

Dear Annie

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Dear Annie: Do you think my husband loves me? He yells at me, and in his sleep, he yells obscenities, but he says it isn’t about me. He never wants to talk or anything. He just wants me at home. He is upstairs, and I’m downstairs. If I ask a question, I’m stupid. Never a nice compliment or “I love you.” Am I wrong for staying in this relationship? I ask for him to do things together, but he says no because they cost money. He says we don’t have any money.

Dear Annie

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Dear Readers: My comments critical of people using diabetes drugs for casual weight loss generated a storm of protest from clinically obese readers who had found a solution to their lifetime struggle with weight loss. But their letters touched on the subject I was most concerned about, which is that diabetics were suddenly unable to find the drugs that keep them alive and healthy. Below are two samples: Dear Annie: I just read your change of thought on diabetic drugs being re-marketed for weight loss.

My Day in Family Court: Our Lawmakers Are Focused on the Wrong Things

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I spent a day in family court earlier this month to observe and learn about what families and children in crisis face in my community. I watched as an eldest sister accepted custody of her six younger siblings, a foster family moved forward with adoption proceedings and one father got custody of his infant following the tragic death of the baby’s mother. I also witnessed an arrest and listened to a request for a protective order. One prosecutor I spoke with told me, “People like to say, ‘pull yourself up by the bootstraps,’ but these kids don’t have any boots.” What they have is a guardian ad litem and a team of state workers doing their best to do right by each of them.

Waxing Obnoxious

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University of Pennsylvania Professor Amy Wax has no patience for victimhood complaints. Asked whether she considers mid-20th century British politician Enoch Powell (whose writing she assigned and who gained fame for his “rivers of blood” anti-immigration speech) was a racist, Wax was indignant: “Can you define racism for me? Is so-and-so a racist? Where are we getting with that? Define racist. I have no idea what you mean. It is a bludgeon that is a promiscuous term. You define what a racist is, and I will spend two seconds addressing that question because it is sterile.”