Here we are, counting down till Tuesday's election, with everyone sitting in hushed, breathless anticipation of the white-hot race for South Carolina commissioner of agriculture, an election that will have broad implications for the future of the world.
NEW YORK -- In 1991, the world divided itself in two camps: those who believed Anita Hill and those who didn't. I fell somewhere in the middle: She may have told the truth, but so what?
Apparently, Willow Smith likes to whip her hair back and forth.
If you're unfamiliar with comedian Daniel Tosh's work, you're missing out on a plethora of racist, prejudice and offensive jokes. You're also missing out on heaps of laughter.
Juan Williams' unfortunate firing by NPR raises a question: Can we admit to having our own prejudices while arguing against other people's prejudices?
NEW YORK -- Juan Williams has learned an important lesson: Beware the M-word.
So the other day I'm making coffee when I hear something weird. It's this other-worldly voice, not really moaning, but not really articulating anything, either. As I had enjoyed the better part of a large bottle of Malbec the night before, I dimly wondered if I was having some sort of mild DTs.
In addition to my own father, I think I can ascribe some of my upbringing to Tom Bosley.
Never waste time playing the woulda-shoulda-coulda game, a wise man once told me. But I can't help but add my two cents to what everyone says President Barack Obama woulda, shoulda or coulda done better in his first two years -- especially when one of those people is President Obama.
From time to time, especially when the budget and the costs of education are being discussed, a community member will inevitably ask me why our schools do not spend more time on "the basics" -- the three Rs of "reading, 'riting, and 'rithmetic." These conversations always seem to harken back to the "good old days," when things seemed simpler and in retrospect, seemed to work better and were cheaper. Unfortunately, the "good old days" are more myth than reality. Even with the greater perceived emphasis on the "three Rs" in the past, U.S. census data indicates that in 1960 just ...
Last week we talked about John Steinbeck's 1960 journey across America. Today I'll share a few stories about the months-long trip he took.
NEW YORK -- Witches vs. bearded Marxists. Actors vs. hicks. Toon Town vs. Parodyville.
For those unaware, I don't reside in Kershaw County. But this doesn't mean I'm careless about what happens here.
In her continuing effort to distance herself from her own beliefs, Delaware's Christine O'Donnell is trying her level best to convince the world that she's a genuine, regular person. If she can fake that, as an old saying goes, she's got it made.
With the Boston Tea Party, colonists who would soon call themselves Americans took a stand: taxation without representation would not be tolerated.
In 1964, the World's Fair was in New York City. I was 6 years old and went with my parents and older sister to the fair. New York City seemed like a different world to a little boy from Dexter, Mo., but it was all good. We rode on subway trains, we had cheeseburgers in a diner where the staff had funny accents and rode the Staten Island Ferry and saw the Statue of Liberty. I saw a billboard that had the Marlboro man blowing smoke out of his mouth. We were living it up.
In the quest to answer the many questions I receive about trees, see below for part three in the continuing series.
If you have a serious case of wanderlust -- an insatiable desire to see new places and experience unique customs -- then you'll probably envy Alisa Johnson of Seattle, Wash.
Is it hypocritical for a really, really rich person to object to rising inequality?
In their denouncements of the Supreme Court's Hobby Lobby ruling, Hillary Clinton and other Democrats have been accused of pandering to single women -- the so-called "Beyoncé voter" demographic, as one Fox News commentator sniggered.
First things first: every nation must secure and control its borders. This is not political rhetoric or an ideological judgment but a simple geo-political fact.
Let's make something perfectly clear: The S.C. Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) is not dead, but the S.C. Supreme Court is sure acting like they're trying to kill it.
My grandmother -- Daddy's mother -- was sometimes called "crazy" by others who didn't quite understand her eccentric ways. Of course, in the South, we are proud of such a label for it means that we are interesting and worthy of being the center of coffee and cake conversation.
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