THE House on the Hill: What Happens When a Nation Forgets It Has a Front Door?
Let me tell you about a house.
Not a metaphor about hope or healing or some poem you’d find tacked to a kindergarten bulletin board. No. This one is about immigration, borders, assimilation, and the spectacular self-inflicted chaos of a nation that forgot why it has walls. Grab a seat. There will be a quiz at the end, and yes, I grade on a curve, but not that generous a curve.