After having been involved in the political and governmental life in South Carolina since 1963, when I accepted a position on the staff of Gov. Donald Russell, I am still constantly amazed at how long awful ideas persist in our State.
A few weeks back, my wife showed me a newspaper article about a television ad running in North Carolina by a group called "NC Together." In it, the narrator touts the fact that North Carolina has a world class education system that has attracted business and industry to the state and advocates for not making deep cuts to educational and other resources in order to keep the North Carolina's business climate a competitive one. At the end of the ad, a picture of a "Welcome to South Carolina" sign is flashed and the narrator says, "There is another way ...
When President Clinton signed landmark welfare-reform legislation in 1996, he said it would "end welfare as we know it." Wrong verb. More accurately, it changed welfare as we know it.
Ronald Reagan was already in office by the time I turned 18 in 1983 and was eligible to vote. The next year, however, I cast my first vote for president: for Reagan to have a second term.
Conservatives express shock and horror over political correctness, which they roughly define as the Orwellian suppression of any frank discussion about issues that liberals hold dear. But conservatives practice their own PC, too. "Freedom fries," anyone?
Gosh, life is good, and it's the people around us who help make it so.
One evening last year when I pulled into my driveway, there was an unfamiliar car parked in front of my house and there was a man wearing a uniform, standing by the car. As I got closer, I recognized the uniform as a Richland County Sheriff's Department uniform. This officer identified himself to me and said that if I was elected sheriff, he and his partner would like to come work for me. He handed me an envelope containing their resumes.
"What if they gave a war and nobody came? So goes an old Vietnam War era bumper sticker. I've got an update in mind: What if they gave a war and nobody paid attention?
The more months and years I acquire in this here world, the more I realize how pointless it is to plan. Planning ruins things.
NEW YORK -- Whether the topic is Libya's rebels or Afghanistan's "reconciliation" with the Taliban, the pivotal question is, or should be: What about the women?
Captain Stephen D. Lee, CSA wrote on April 13, 1861 that, "We then proceeded at once to Fort Johnson (James Island), which we reached at 4 a. m. (April 12), and to Captain George S. James, commanding at that post, gave the order to open fire at the time indicated. His first shell was fired at 4:30 a. m….."
If there are times when you think that we publish a lot of KershawHealth stories in this paper, there's a very good reason for that.
Donald Trump has joined the "birthers," the odd movement that questions President Barack Obama's Hawaii birth certificate. That's a good way for the celebrity billionaire to sound like he's making a serious run for the Republican presidential nomination, which he says he is considering. It also makes him sound like a secret agent for the Democrats.
One spring evening 50 years ago, Buddy Small hit a baseball that his friends and teammates can vividly recall. This home run is a standalone legend. Against Columbia High, at the old Legion Field next to Zemp Stadium, Buddy turned a fast ball into a towering drive that either brushed or cleared the lights in left field. Anything traveling that high and fast should have a stewardess handing out peanuts and Cokes.
WASHINGTON -- In his speech last Monday night to a public thoroughly, and understandably, befuddled about U.S. policy in Libya, President Obama began to fill in some important blanks. The White House would dispute this assessment, but Obama's remarks came unfortunately late. Rallying the public behind "kinetic military action," my favorite new phrase, requires explanations sooner rather than later. This is especially true when it is a kinetic action of choice, not necessity; in the nervous aftermath of Iraq and Afghanistan; and in the relentless context of a 24/7 news cycle.
WASHINGTON -- When Democrats were looking for evidence of a Republican war on women, they overlooked Exhibit A -- Sarah Palin.
The gliders landed in the Boykin fields and pastures and the German POWs worked in Lugoff and Boykin, while a Lugoff native and a Camden businessman partnered together to raise millions of dollars for the war effort.
"Someone needs to go to jail."
OK, so I'm actually writing this on Friday, but you're reading it Monday, so that's why it's random thoughts for a Monday morning.
It happened the other day. It's funny how things so simple can remind us of things so meaningful, of those sweets that are tucked inside our hearts and unknowingly treasured.
While I was taking a finance class as part of my doctoral program in Virginia in the early 1990s, one of the topics we discussed was a lawsuit that had been filed in South Carolina, now called the Abbeville case, which challenged South Carolina's structure for funding public education. Life takes funny turns. Here I am 21 years later in South Carolina when the case is finally settled.
You've probably heard of Uber, the ride-sharing service taking the world's cities by storm.
Last year, government scientists tell us, was the hottest year on record.
Last week, I wrote about some of the many cultural and recreational opportunities we have here in Camden and Kershaw County. It's impressive we have so many offerings and they are thanks to the vision, effort and hard work of those involved, be it the Fine Arts Center, the Kershaw County Parks and Recreation Department, the equine industry and so many more.
How would you like to be called dung-on-a-twig? There certainly are worse things in life, but certainly much better things as well. Dung-on-a-twig is one of the root meanings for mistletoe, which grows on trees. This common name comes from two parts of Anglo-Saxon speech. "Mistel" a common word for dung, and "tang" the word for twig, combine to form the word mistletoe or "dung on a twig." This name became prevalent as it was noticed that mistletoe would appear where many birds had landed on branches and deposited their excrement, nice. This puts a whole new context on the ...
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