Dear Unsung Single Mom,
If you woke up this Mother’s Day with a heavy heart because you can’t spend the day with your kids since you have to go to work, perhaps waiting tables so other people can take their moms out, this one’s for you.
If you found yourself down to your last 50 bucks this year but your kids needed new clothes and you somehow made it happen?
This day honors you.
When your little one got sick and you had to decide between losing a day’s pay and spending the day at home bringing down a fever, and you stayed home?
This is your day.
Every time your children’s father, who has a new family, picked up your children for day out like a big shot and you made him feel welcome because the kids came first? This hug is for you.
Each time a bloviating politician made you — and your children — feel like lesser beings because only nuclear families are real families as far as they’re concerned?
This raised finger aimed their way is for you.
Each time some know-it-all TV talking head spewed about how fatherless families breed criminals, as though all the single moms who’ve devoted their lives to making sure their children go to school every day, stay in school and learn respect don’t exist?
This raised glass is in celebration of your existence.
And every time these same clueless “experts” on TV lumped you together with crackhead street hoes because you are raising your kids without a man in the house?
This one’s definitely for you.
Every time you have defied all the odds and made it work, this hooray is for you.
And for that day that you decided that your child’s lives would be better if they lived in a loving home instead of one with fighting, angry parents?
This award for bravery is for you.
For the days you lied to your boss so you could go to your kids’ plays, games, school events or make them a birthday party?
That million-dollar grin on your children’s face is your greatest reward.
So, single moms this Mother’s Day, ignore the haters and the morally superior morons who are bereft of kindness. Fight back against the fools who don’t know that a real family doesn’t conform to any set pattern.
Whether you’re divorced, widowed or have never been married, keep living your life for your glorious children. And know that a real family isn’t defined by anyone else because the only real family is a family whose children feel safe and loved no matter the makeup.
Never let the bad guys get you down. I didn’t.
This one’s for us: Happy Mother’s Day.
You love the Super Bowl, but what about the Taco Bowl? Donald Trump celebrated his new favorite holiday, Cinco de Mayo, by posing with a big taco bowl and tweeting, “The best taco bowls are made in Trump Tower Grill,” which isn’t Mexican. Then, worse, “I love Hispanics!” To prove he didn’t really mean that, Donald ran right out and built walls around every Mexican restaurant in town.
… Michael Jackson said he never had a childhood and now sister Janet Jackson, who never had a child, will. At 50. Maternity, modernity or insanity?
… Sumner Redstone, 92, is facing the indignity of a competency trial, which is based on the accusations of spurned ex-girlfriend Manuela Herzer. (He says she stole money from him.) When asked who the 40-years-younger Herzer was, Redstone replied, “She is — Manuela is a f—ing b—h.” Sound mind — if not body? … Think about this: If Donald wins, he becomes the first U.S. President whose his son is a Barron.
HOW DID HE DO IT?
Once upon a time there was the Teflon Don. Now we’ve got the Teflon Donald. Nothing sticks.
Trump’s party leaders dislike him, the experts underestimated him, his opponents outspent him, party luminaries shunned him. Despite it all, the Donald’s poised to become the Man by embracing the bigots, the armed and dangerous Xenophobes, and folks fueled by fear. He wants to ban Muslims and build a wall.
How high a wall would have kept out the 9/11 terrorists? What is this, 1200 AD? What next — a moat?
Donald’s courted the folks no other candidate would touch. But we’re better than the hate. Or not.
BOYCOTT ‘CHICK’ CLUCK
Another anti-New York values bastion of hate, cruelty and segregation — a fourth Chick-fil-A — is opening in the Queens Center mall. I join Mayor de Blasio in urging New Yorkers not to patronize the place.
Chick-fil-A’s president/CEO Dan Cathy is both anti-gay marriage and divorced families, saying, “We are very much supportive of the family — the biblical definition of the family unit … and we are married to our first wives.” He’s basically saying that divorced parents don’t have the right to call themselves a family either.
That makes Cathy — and by association every restaurant in his chain — anti-American as well.
If that isn’t bad enough, according to PETA and other animal rights groups, Chick-fil-A’s suppliers not just keep chickens in horrific conditions, fattening them to the point that they can’t stand — not that they could stand in their hideous cramped cages — but then they are scalded the to death.
Chick-Full-of-Cruelty is more like it.
KARDASHIANS IN CUBA
How did Fidel Castro, after years of oppression of the Cuban people, finally prove — now that he’s nearly dead — that capitalism really does breed greed, shallowness, gluttony, selfie self-indulgence and a national epidemic of the gimmies? Answer: The Kardashians showed up.
CAIT’S NAKED TRUTH
Caitlyn, née Bruce Jenner, has made the final transition to full Kardashian woman. No, not THAT. This: He’s taking it all off for the cameras. You just can’t be a Kardashian babe and keep your clothes on. Caitlyn’s reportedly posing for Sports Illustrated wearing only her Olympic gold medal and an American flag just like her ex-wife Kris once did. So patriotic!
So wait. The whole time he was Bruce and making babies with Kris, he wanted to be his own wife, which is why she’s making a mockery of her Olympic gold by posing like she did, after taking on the same name (different spelling) as his son Brody Jenner’s long-time girlfriend, Kaitlyn Carter? Get it? Got it? Good. I wish I did.