Yesterday, I saw a woman trip on the pavement. She immediately turned to her husband and started to complain.
For many years in the 1970s, 1980s and into the 1990s, discussions of the use of U.S. military force suffered from an effect known as Vietnam Syndrome. Many Americans simply could not consider any proposed U.S. military action without seeing visions of a Vietnam-style quagmire in which American troops would be stuck for decades in a costly war without victory.
DEAR HARRIETTE: I’ve been married to my husband for just over a year now, and I have been starting to get annoyed with how nice he is. Yes, I know that sounds crazy, but it’s getting to a point where I am finally starting to see just how much he lets his family, friends and even strangers walk all over him. For example, his sister constantly asks him for favors like rides to the airport at 4 a.m., help moving apartments and last-minute babysitting, and he always says yes, even when we already have plans. He’ll apologize to me for canceling, but he never tells her no. At first, I thought this was just him being kind, and I admired that, but now I’m starting to feel like he is unable to set boundaries.
Donald Trump has waged war on the news media his entire career, frequently deriding journalists as “enemies of the people” and “real scum.” In his second term, he has gone far beyond name-calling, suing the Wall Street Journal and The New York Times, exerting regulatory pressure on the parent companies of CBS and ABC, defunding NPR and PBS and arresting journalists Don Lemon and Georgia Fort.
DEAR HARRIETTE: My 16-year-old daughter is going through a rebellious phase. She has a lot of jealousy toward her friends because they come from wealthy families. My husband and I are middle class, but this is not good enough for my daughter. She often comes home from school and yells at me and my husband for not making enough money. She wants to have the same things and experiences that her friends have, and because she can’t, she feels less than them. I tell her that her dad and I worked hard to get where we are today. We came from poor families and have overcome so much. We have a beautiful house, all the necessities and more. However, this still doesn’t compare to her friends’ families in her eyes. Their families go on extravagant vacations, drive luxury cars and wear designer clothes. She constantly asks why we can’t give her the same lifestyle. What hurts the most is that she speaks about our financial situation with embarrassment.









