Jonathan Capehart

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Ukraine President Volodymyr Zelensky (C) walks in the town of Bucha, Ukraine, on April 4. (Ronaldo Schemidt/AFP via Getty Images)

If war is hell then there are no words to describe the horrific images coming out of Bucha, Ukraine. The video Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky showed after his speech to the U.N. Security Council on Tuesday is confirmation of the barbarity we feared Russian President Vladimir Putin would unleash on the democratic nation. And it is a warning of what could happen to other neighbors if he isn’t stopped.

In Zelensky’s blistering critique of the United Nation’s inaction on Russia’s war, he said, “The world watched and did not want to see the occupation of Crimea, or even before — the war against Georgia, or even earlier — the alienation from Moldova of the entire Transnistrian region.…  Seguir leyendo »

A photo of former vice president Joe Biden's late son, Beau Biden, and Jeno Berta hangs on a wall at Jeno's Little Hungary in Davenport, Iowa, on Jan. 28, 2020. (Carolyn Van Houten/The Washington Post)

Not even President Biden denies that the U.S. withdrawal from Afghanistan is a mess that could endanger the lives of American citizens and our Afghan allies. As he said in the East Room of the White House on Friday afternoon, “If we continued the war for another decade and tried to leave, there’s no way in which you’d be able to leave Afghanistan without there being some of what you’re seeing now.”

What we’re seeing is as heartbreaking as it is tragic. And the administration is right to be slammed for the missteps, bungling and bureaucracy adding to the chaos at Kabul’s airport.…  Seguir leyendo »

When I boarded the flight to New Orleans this month, I was ready. Ready to be angry and heartbroken all over again. Nearly two years after Hurricane Katrina drowned New Orleans, the images of people clinging to their rooftops and waving for help that came too late won't soon leave me. Nor will the haunting chants of "help!" from evacuees at the Superdome. Nor will the photos of dead bodies.

And then I got my feet on the ground in New Orleans. The anger I was ready to embrace never materialized, because the people I met were moving beyond it.

The horror that gripped New Orleans, rocked America and shocked the world has given way to a painfully slow, yet determined, rebound.…  Seguir leyendo »