WASHINGTON -- Unlike many who recently have joined the debate about gun rights, I have a long history with guns, which I proffer only in the interest of pre-empting the "elitist, liberal, swine, prostitute, blahblahblah" charge.
If not for a late night splurge at a strip club, Nick Saban could have been a mere footnote in the history of college football.
I can still hear the sound. Though many years have passed and many memories have drifted along the ebb and flow of my consciousness, I can still hear the sound.
WASHINGTON -- No one forced me, but I finally decided it was time to discover what all the business was about Honey Boo Boo.
Last April, I wrote an article called "Switching frequencies" about how local agencies were on track to meet federal emergency communication mandates. In short -- and this is a somewhat complex issue -- local agencies all across the country needed to meet "interoperability" and "narrowbanding" requirements by Dec. 31.
For once, Chicago has beaten New York in a competition that the Windy City had no desire to win. Chicago ended 2012 with more homicides than the Big Apple. No cheers for that.
It doesn't take a genius -- or even a dim-witted newspaper columnist -- to know that the practice of communicating in 2013 is nothing like it was a decade ago.
A friend of mine recently posted a piece from The American Conservative entitled "A Radical Defense of Home Economics" on Facebook. The article highlighted an essay called "Workingman's Bread" in New Inquiry by Christine Baumgarthuber on the "history and possible future of home economics classes."
WASHINGTON -- The new year has begun with an avalanche of Republican retrospectives: What went wrong? What must the GOP do?
It's been more than six months since former world No. 1 tennis player Rafael Nadal has played competitively on the ATP tour, but tennis fans shouldn't be counting out the 26-year-old Spaniard in 2013.
It was hardly surprising for Time magazine to choose President Barack Obama to be its "Person of the Year." But for a new face that represents the spirit of these times, I believe a serious argument can be made for Alana Thompson, better known to many as TLC's pint-sized reality-TV star, Honey Boo Boo.
My love of science fiction, especially Star Trek, is well known to long-time readers. I have enjoyed every incarnation, from the original, somewhat campy series of the 1960s to the 2009 "reboot" movie by J.J. Abrams. I've enjoyed each series, but -- and this may surprise some people -- none more than Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
A friend of mine recently commented about his 30-pound overweight problem, "You know, Teal, I looked down at my waist and realized the pounds had just crept up on me over the years." That's the nature of trends. Some develop slowly while some others develop quicker and become more noticeable.
WASHINGTON -- The new year began not with a cannonball off the fiscal cliff but with an outbreak of conspiratorial cynicism.
No slavery is quite as pernicious as that which we impose on ourselves.
I don't often get the chance, simply due to my work schedule, but every now and then I like to see what our sister paper in Bishopville, the Lee County Observer, has on its front page.
My people, as I have long said, were raised up on hard times in the Appalachian foothills. I don't know that I had a grandparent who ever saw the sum of $500 at one time or even held a $100 bill in hand.
I was browsing through a community newspaper recently -- not this one -- when I came across photos from the senior prom at a particular high school.
Trigger warning: This column will include discussion of ideas which may conflict with your own.
I am a musician, so I am, of course, also a big music fan. As far back as my memory can stretch, way before I ever learned to play an instrument, I loved to listen to music. Mostly it was on the radio, but my parents and older sister had a few record albums, too.
Nothing instills fear in the heart and soul of humans as does a snake. Since the beginning of recorded history, snakes have been a symbol of evil, treachery, poison, etc., and because of this perception, misinformation and folklore, most people hate snakes. Personally I have no problem with snakes; roaches and tarantulas are a different story, but a snake? No worries.
WASHINGTON -- You know we're off to the races when the first slip of the tongue by the presumed Republican presidential front-runner consumes the news for days and launches the primary race in earnest.
I have a picture -- probably my favorite of my parents -- which sits on my desk in my office at home. It was taken circa 1960, give or take a year or two, on the evening of the West Point Founder's Day ball.
More than 60 percent of us who live in South Carolina today were born here. As native South Carolinians, we grew up imbibing the history, heritage and myths of the South. And there is no stronger myth of the South than the myth of the Lost Cause, as beautifully and brilliantly portrayed by the 1939 romantic historical film epic, Gone With the Wind.
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