The Philadelphia Experiment Archive

The March for Our Lives takes place on Saturday, but the lessons from this latest American movement are taking place right now. 

The Oscars made me realize that no film is more compelling than the drama playing out in the city I’ve long called home.

The film, with its visually stunning portrayal of Africa and its people, is filled to bursting with truth about the black experience.

The Eagles Super Bowl win is not just a story of inspiration and perseverance. It is the story of Philadelphia, because this is our year.

American greatness comes from building bridges, not walls.

We don’t need to enable drug addiction. We need to keep kids off drugs in the first place. We need to help addicts who want to stop using.

On Sunday, I tailgated with Eagles fans for the first time. I saw fans that ran the gamut. When I looked closer, I saw faith.

The store owners have argued that the bill would bring bloodshed by requiring stop-and-go stores to remove their bulletproof glass. That's not the issue.

The top 1 percent of Americans use racial and ethnic strife to distract us from the one commonality that should unite us — class.

The ongoing battle over education in Philadelphia is not the mayor’s to fight. It’s ours.

I am at once relieved that the Kenney administration made the right decision, and grieved that removing a symbol of brutality does not change the substance of this moment.

Unlike so many men who were poor and black, my father didn’t go to Vietnam, and that circumstance changed what could have been — not only for my father, but also my family.

Each time I think of Donald Trump’s remarks about black professional football players kneeling in protest during the National Anthem, I vacillate between anger and sadness.

As I watched the horrific images of Hurricane Harvey causing catastrophic flooding in Houston, I was moved. I grieved for the five ...

Hate came to Charlottesville, Virginia this past weekend, and it refused to be ignored. Hate screamed racial e ...