I bet you never heard of Emma Lazarus, but you’re probably familiar with the most recognizable closing phrase of her poem “The New Colossus.”

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In 2002, a friend’s eight-year-old daughter, Brianna Caddell, while sleeping in her bed, was fatally shot with an AK-47 assault rifle. The shooter, a drug dealer who had beef with another drug dealer, fired on the wrong house in Detroit, spraying it with two dozen rounds.

“Get me rewrite!” So went the popular image of the rewrite editor at the other end of the line from the reporter breathlessly dictating into the phone.

“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why, counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike, they’ve all come to look for America,” sang Simon & Garfunkel in 1968 on “Bookends,” the literary album covering youthful innocence and old age.

Well it’s final: the results are in, and those of us over 50 who watch more than 3.5 hours of TV a day show twice the decline in verbal memory over six years. A recently released study, in Britain’s Scientific Reports, looks at nearly 3,600 adults and confirms it.

The Trump administration intends to slap a 5 percent tariff on every medium-sized car, avocado and other Mexican import beginning June 10, affecting nearly $1 billion worth of goods that crosses the border into the U.S. each day on average.

“I kill therefore I am” sang the late Phil Ochs, the Vietnam War-era protest singer. And throughout the history of media, writers, directors and producers have more than lived up to that credo.

You haven’t showered in a few days, and you haven’t brushed your teeth yet this morning. But, your baby is one month old today!

Dalton Delan's mother, Stephanie, on her wedding day in 1947. She was 25 years old.

Nearing 98 in this paradise on earth, my mother likes nothing more than to linger over an ice cream cone in semi-silent bliss, interrupted only by the sounds of her slurping and the largest sentence in her current vocabulary as she exclaims, “I love this!”

The checkout line at the supermarket is a surprising mix of dark secrets and brain candy. Every time I need milk and eggs, I feel like Odysseus caught between Scylla and Charybdis: to the right of me, the dreaded chocolate bars, a whirlpool of cocoa and sugar that sucks me down, and to the l…

When 12 students and one teacher were killed at Columbine High School 20 years ago, it not only became what at the time was the worst high school shooting in U.S. history. It also marked when American society was first handed a script for a new form of violence in schools.

Bias comes in many forms. The inherent human tendency to lean in one direction due to family, community, ethnicity, gender, race or politics -- or simply for pure crankiness and an insecure need to disparage someone or something else -- is not likely to lessen anytime soon.

Many Americans are outraged by the college admissions scandal revealed by the FBI Tuesday. The scandal involves celebrities and wealthy investors who allegedly bought their children’s way onto college sports teams and cheated to improve their children’s SAT and ACT scores.

As this column reaches its second year, entering in media’s race for your delectation, my buddy Tripp insisted I watch the HBO documentary on the late columnist Jimmy Breslin and his still-tart colleague-in-crime Pete Hamill.

At 9 Sunday evening (EDT), Mayor Pete goes nationwide. That’s when Pete Buttigieg is featured on a televised CNN town hall as a Democratic candidate for president.

“All Gaul is divided into three parts.” Julius Caesar said that. “The World Wide Web is effectively dead.” I said that.

It was five years ago that my father passed away on Valentine’s Day. His little joke, as in: remember me. How could I not? Every 14th of February finds me standing by him at Arlington National Cemetery as winter wind—some years rain, some years snow—chills me right through the red vest he pa…

“Every picture tells a story,” sang Rod Stewart in 1971, well into the electronic media age. At its dawning, in 1918, the San Antonio Light first touted “One picture is worth a thousand words,” advertising its coverage of World War I.

President Trump evoked the Wounded Knee massacre in a recent tweet reacting to an Instagram video Sen. Elizabeth Warren posted on New Year’s Eve, the day after she announced she was forming an exploratory committee for a possible presidential run.

Many of us now in our 30s and 40s can't imagine growing up without the Beastie Boys. Whether our key formative years were in the mid-to-late 1980s or anytime in the 1990s, the trio of New York rappers was always there, defining everything wild, fun and possible in hip-hop and beyond, guiding us through adolescence with all the dubious authority and miscreant wisdom of an older cousin that our parents would prefer we’d avoid.

In discussions about the so-called “digital divide” between the haves and the have nots, the common wisdom is that we need to get more computers and internet access into the hands of minority and rural children.

Stock markets have slumped in recent months over a variety of concerns, from President Donald Trump’s ongoing trade war with China to worries about an economic slowdown and rising interest rates.

Nearly four decades have passed since Darrell Siggers basted a turkey on Christmas Eve. The 54-year-old Detroiter was released from prison in August, after serving 34 years for a murder he didn't commit.

A kinder, gentler snow is falling over Main Street in Litchfield, Connecticut, as we step out of the restaurant. The flakes are tiny dancers swirling in the air, a thousand points of light.

The era of firebrand White House journalists such as Helen Thomas, Dan Rather and Sam Donaldson is over, the victim of a president who built his fame on pomposity.

It appears journalists are headed for a defining moment with President Donald Trump over the right of the press to ask him tough questions in a manner the president considers rude and hostile.

The midterm elections are finally over, and we can finally get on to … no, not Thanksgiving and Christmas. We can get on to what we’ve all been waiting for – the 2020 presidential election campaign!

It was a week before Halloween as I watched the unenviable task of my colleague Amy Holmes lecturing NBC anchor Megyn Kelly, on what turned out to be the final outing of “Megyn Kelly Today,” that “I can play Diana Ross… but I’m sorry Megyn, you can’t.”