#USA#: RSF rejects @TheJusticeDept arguments justifying Trump banning news outlets from the White House. So-called national security concerns are a flimsy and obvious pretense to cover for the president lashing out at coverage he doesn't like. President Trump must let the people back into the people's house.

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USA. A church lunch. Megan put a heavy glass dish in my hands. On the rim, a strip of tape. My name, in marker, the way a soldier is labeled before a river crossing. “You bring it back,” she said. “Empty is fine. Missing is a crime.” I carried the dish like a relic. People praised a yellow food I did not cook. I bowed each time, which made the dish more famous than it deserved. Three days later the empty dish was on my porch. There was a note. YOUR TURN. I sat with the note until the sun moved. In my country a returned bowl is the end of a kindness. Here a returned bowl is a loaded weapon. Someone must fill it. I called Megan. “What do I make?” “Whatever,” she said. “If it sloshes, put foil on it. If it sloshes after the foil, you are family.” I made too much. This also seemed to be the law. I wrote my name on fresh tape, larger, in case the dish got lost and needed to find its way home like a horse. At the next lunch a woman I did not know said, “You’re the casserole guy.” I had been renamed again. I accepted it. The dish had done the introducing. So tell me, America. When you send a man his own empty armor and write YOUR TURN — is that hospitality, or conscription? And the tape with the name. Is it so the glass comes home, or so the person cannot hide? Your turn.