One week ago today, an email appeared in my inbox which completely blew me away. It was from the Society of Professional Journalists (SPJ). I've been a member in the past and hope to be again (need to catch up on my dues, you know), and still receive emails from them occasionally about things going on in journalism across the country.
WASHINGTON -- Perusing the wires on a deadline morn, I was struck by a constellation of intellectuals struggling to translate the relative meanings of Brexit, Donald Trump and the West's populist surge against elites.
Merely my perspective, but with more than 300 hundred million people in our country, I am more than puzzled over our choices in presidential candidates. I mean seriously, is this the best we can do? I imagine many people have asked the same question. While I am not a huge fan of either of the picks, what I do know is not voting will not be an option for me.
E Pluribus Unum or out of many, one.
As we hurtle toward intermission in this theater of the absurd we call the 2016 presidential election, I feel compelled once again to hearken back to the prescient words of the late, great George Carlin, who said the following nearly three decades ago:
WASHINGTON -- But of course Bill Clinton wants his wife to become president of the United States and make history as the nation's first female commander in chief.
It happened, I suppose, when I was in the 4th Grade: my first strong recollection of the unfairness of life.
Under the title of "The Iron Man", authors Kirkland and Kennedy in Chapter XIX of Historic Camden, Nineteenth Century chronicled the story of dueling in Kershaw District. They began with an 1804 grand jury presentment lamenting the prevalence of dueling at that time and concluded with the story of the last duel in S. C., that of Cash and Shannon in 1880.
During a recent phone conversation with my father, we talked about a lot of different things. He was actually driving (hands-free, don't worry) to my sister's house in Virginia and I think he kept me on the phone as long as he did so he could pass most of the nearly three-hour drive a little more pleasantly.
Watching Hillary Clinton beaming sidewise on stage as Elizabeth Warren taunted Donald Trump brought the Wrigley twin ditty to mind: Double your pleasure, double your fun, with double good, double good, Doublemint gum.
Several weeks ago, we planted a pink dogwood in Monument Square to honor the women who worked in the defense industry during World War II. Among others, Brenda and Joe Sullivan attended the ceremony, because, as Joe said, his grandmother worked in the torpedo plant in Newport, Rhode Island during the War. Many Rosies from the Midlands, as well as women who served in the War, are long gone. I include my remarks from that ceremony.
I know I am not alone in saying, perhaps, the most exciting thing about the NASCAR Sprint Cup Series season so far has been watching young drivers Chase Elliott and Kyle Larson race to the front of the field (or earn starting spots there with strong qualifying efforts) week after week.
How about taking a relaxing walk with 20 dogs on a Sunday morning in Kershaw County? Does the thought of it make you wonder if I've eaten one too many dog biscuits? It's a sight to behold and I recently got to do just that, take a walk with 3 women and 20 dogs on a Sunday morning in the Charlotte Thompson community.
During the course of many years, I have spent a lot of time in hospital waiting rooms, hoping for good news and, at the same time, dreading the bad. I can clearly remember moments of time suspended by a pounding fear resounding in my ears, like a thunderous cannon firing relentlessly.
Monday proved to be a watershed moment in the gun control debate. Unfortunately, it was the wrong watershed moment, but, perhaps, something good can come of it.
CLEVELAND -- Imitation may be the highest form of flattery, but plagiarism, not so much.
After the school year ends and the dust settles, it's always fun and gratifying for me to look at the accomplishments of our students ...
As the years of Mama's life grew long into the shadows of age, she managed to squeeze every bit of good out of growing ...
WASHINGTON -- Nice, France.
And with those famous words from the old Underdog cartoon show, I bid you all a fond adieu.
I met the guy -- seems just like yesterday -- one day when I was home from the Lowcountry visiting the office. I think I had met ...
WASHINGTON -- Horror. Shock. Disbelief. Numbness. Grief. Anger. And terrible sadness.
The despair in their eyes haunts me still. The dullness of emotion, the deadness of spirit shall remain forever embedded in my memory.
I was talking with Darlington (S.C.) County Treasurer Belinda Copeland last week and we were having a bit of fun over some of the ...
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