Today, you'll find a correction and clarification to a story I wrote recently about a pair of neighboring home invasions.
If a courtroom trial is a contest between dueling narratives, Shirley Sherrod's lawsuit against Andrew Breitbart reads like Little Nell taking on Snidely Whiplash.
WASHINGTON -- Failure of political leadership knows no party. The past few days have offered an unfortunate demonstration of this sad maxim: House Speaker John Boehner ducking his appropriate role in countering the belief that President Obama is a Muslim, and the president himself, once again ducking a leadership role in dealing with the nation's fiscal crisis.
Egypt's latest pharaoh has surrendered his crown.
The grizzled veteran Marine pilot from Cassatt watched as Chinese fishing boat crews fought fiercely with their 18- to 20-foot oars for position to be first in line in order to save the airplane crew which had gone down in the South China Sea. The fishing boat which brought in the U.S. crew received a financial reward. Those who finished second wasted a lot of time and effort.
If you're a fan of the television quiz show "Jeopardy!" you probably already know that a computer named Watson waxed superstar champions Ken Jennings and Brad Rutter in a three-game competition that ended Wednesday night.
If someone would have told me 15 years ago that Michael Jordan didn't make the varsity basketball team when he was in high school, I probably would have fallen out of my chair in disbelief.
There have been many important days in Camden's history, and today will be another one.
NEW YORK -- It is hard to think largely about the sweep of events when one is reacting instantaneously to breaking ... tweets.
Events in the Middle East, especially Egypt, were so fluid Thursday and Friday that I could barely keep up. As a result, what you're reading today is the fourth version of this column.
Even for a speaker as famously gifted as President Barack Obama, business executives are a tough crowd.
When people talk about the tax structure in South Carolina, "dysfunctional" is the word most often used to describe it. This is especially true in terms of the way in which K-12 education is funded in our state. The revenue structure used to fund K-12 education is a morass of provisos, special legislation and conflicting statutes. It is complicated, confusing and arbitrary; it just doesn't work. (A metaphor related to duct tape comes to mind when I think about it.) The overdependence on the sales tax for school funding, caused by Act 388, has worsened the impact of the ...
We sit on the back row of the state senate with a fairly good view of the good, the bad, and the ugly in our state's government. One of us is a Democrat and one of us is a Republican. But more important than party affiliation is a commitment to responsible and honest government in our state. That's why we have joined together to condemn the recent action of the Budget and Control Board to approve deficit spending by South Carolina agencies. Deficit spending by South Carolina's government is just wrong, and business as usual just doesn ...
Those of us who are lucky enough to live in South Carolina are accustomed to reading all those quality-of-life surveys that usually place us among the dregs of society.
Did you know that last year Kershaw County received a grant and we didn't even ask for it? You might think that was pretty neat until you found out why we received this grant. We were given this grant because Kershaw County has the third highest DUI accident rate per capita of any county in South Carolina.
The laboratories of democracy are blowing up.
I have admitted in this column many times that I have become a "grumpy old man." Well, folks, here I go again. I often blame technology and the instant sharing of news and opinions on many of society's ills, and that's what I'm doing again today.
I have many colleagues who are of the turf persuasion and we have come to an understanding to agree to disagree. I think grass is a weed, they think a tree is a weed -- in nature the two aren't meant to meet. This is why only grass grows on the Great Plains and only trees grow in the forest. But since we aren't on the Plains or in the forest, we try and get plants to co-exist in arranged landscape designs we like to see.
Last week we spent a few minutes talking about being the best in the world in a particular field.
As the primary pundit at the "Harmony County Weekly Blister," I am frequently called upon to perform many tasks. So, besides winding up the cat and putting out the clock, I also write the advice to the lovelorn column entitled, "Ask the Stud Muffin."
I never played high school football. My glory days ended with the little league Lions and the gridiron of my youth is now a stand of depressingly mature pine trees across the old, worn foot bridge in Woodward Park. Like many, I now enjoy the pleasure of watching and cheering on younger generations and look forward to each new season as it plays out on our home field at Zemp Stadium. It is my opinion that we, as a community, should keep Zemp and prepare the old facility for the future.
WASHINGTON -- Lego's groundbreaking female-scientists set sold out almost immediately after it was released this month. But never fear, fans of feminist toys: A new Barbie doll, now in stock, is also shattering the plastic ceiling.
For the past couple of years, our district has designated one book for summer reading for secondary students. I've really liked this approach. It has generated a lot of enthusiasm and gotten entire families involved. This year's book, This I Believe II, is a collection of personal essays by a very diverse group of people, ranging from legendary cellist Yo-Yo Ma to author Studs Terkel. The book got me to thinking; if I was to write an essay about what I believe about education, what would I say?
Let me begin with full disclosure: I was born in Greenville and even though my family moved away when I was 5 years old, I still consider Greenville my hometown. And, as with a first love, one's hometown will always be something special. So it is with me and Greenville.
Some missing something or the other required me to prowl through closets at Mama's house. That's when I found it. I pulled it out and smiled broadly, warmed by the memories it evoked.
I am man enough to admit that I have cried more than once since the news broke that Robin Williams had died by what local officials said was suicide.
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