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Memory card full of these photos on it, lost on the street, gone forever. an envelope showed up at a connecticut church, where his son, jack, received his first communion. this photo, on the memory card, a man who picked up the card in new york city, identified jacks name and name of the church and put the card in an envelope and sent it all the way to connecticut. tonight we have our pictures but an acute reminder of how kind and empathetic and gracious people can be and are every single day. t...

If youre trying to make sure your 16-year-old son isnt jacked up by cops every day, youre not that worried about whatever screen of data that is happening in some remote -- theres something to that, but then at the same time it also feels like this is a way of marginalizing a story about what the government can do that really is connected in a very direct way to what the governments doing up and down from the federal down to the local level. >> sure. im trying to push back against that marginali...

These days. >> i agree. so heres my question for you. because i also feel that one of the differences between these two issues is that what i was saying before, these issues get coated racially. i see a lot of people respond to me when i cover the nsa, concern about the nsa and whatever it is doing is an outgrowth of fr privilege, yourself. if youre trying to make sure your 16-year-old son isnt jacked up by cops every day, youre not that worried about whatever screen of data that is happening in...

Saying before, these issues get coated racially. i see a lot of people respond to me when i cover the nsa, concern about the nsa and whatever it is doing is an outgrowth of privilege, yourself. if youre trying to make sure your 16-year-old son isnt jacked up by cops every day, youre not that worried about whatever screen of data that is happening in some remote -- theres something to that, but then at the same time it also feels like this is a way of marginalizing a story about what the governme...

Thats the awesome part of this. dennis, as hi father would use to say, would lose his head if it wasnt screwed on tight. after we came back up and were walking the blocks to the office, dennis dropped the memory card full of these photos on it, lost on the street, gone forever. an envelope showed up at a connecticut church, where his son, jack, received his first communion. this photo, on the memory card, a man who picked up the card in new york city, identified jacks name and name of the church...