I was very impressed with Proctor & Gamble's recent #LikeaGirl commercial. First, let me make it clear that I think putting a # in front of a word or phrase is the stupidest, most mindless and useless trend, probably of all time. Moving on, I am such a fan of this commercial and the campaign itself.
As with so many things about South Carolina, when it comes to trying to assess the "civic heath" of our state, there are no easy answers. The answers are that we are both healthy and weak, consistent and conflicted, simple and complex.
There's this stranger who yells at noisy kids, shakes his fists at speeders in the neighborhood, glares at youngsters who thump the subwoofers in their cars at sub-atomic testing, and has yet to understand most of the applications on his cellphone.
There are many things I love about the South. We're fiercely patriotic. We're neighborly. We're storytellers without equal. We're unabashedly and unapologetically faithful. We're proudly hospitable. But here's what I love just a little bit better than all the rest: We believe mightily in courtesy and manners.
Two years ago, I applauded a S.C. Court of Appeals ruling that Saluda County Council violated the S.C. Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) in 2008 by adding to an already published agenda for one of its regular meetings. I did so because I, as I believe my fellow journalists do, that a) publishing an agenda provides proper notice to citizens of what a public body intends to consider at its regular meetings, and b) that adding items to an established agenda during a meeting is unfair to those citizens not in attendance who didn't know about something ...
Having received positive feedback to last month's column, tree questions - part 1, I thought it appropriate to continue the series at least for another month, maybe even for the rest of the summer, as there are lots of questions about trees!
Back in the 1970s, a guy I knew keeled over dead of a heart attack.
Early this week I had an interesting conversation with a downtown Camden businessman. I was walking the area doing our weekly "Sidewalk Survey" feature for Wednesday's paper and I went into this gentleman's store to see if I might find a survey participant. I did find one.
BETHESDA, Md. -- From her perch as head of the National Institute on Drug Abuse, Nora Volkow watches anxiously as the country embarks on what she sees as a risky social experiment in legalizing marijuana.
WASHINGTON -- Some politicians know they want to be in public office and scramble to come up with the reason why. Sen. Elizabeth Warren is an accidental, improbable politician -- a self-described "outsider" -- who knows exactly what she wants to accomplish on the inside.
Romantic comedies tell us that love is often funny. I don't believe in romantic comedies anymore than I believe in the Easter Bunny, but I do agree that love can be very funny at times … not funny as in laugh so hard you wet your pants, but funny in the sense of leaving you scratching your head and wondering what in the world has just happened to you.
Most Americans -- and many Europeans, too -- celebrated the 70th anniversary of D-Day a few weeks ago. I've read some very touching accounts of veterans in their 90s, mostly American and British, getting the chance to visit Normandy one last time. But there is another 70th World War II anniversary to remember: June 15, 1944, a little more than a week after D-Day.
What a shocking headline, but our Attorney General Alan Wilson says it's true – and he's right.
In the tiny country church where I spent most of the first 22 years of my life, where I found the Lord at the age of 11, where, without fail, I had the leading part in every Christmas pageant and where my daddy laid down the law in more ways than one, we sang hymns from a brown songbook and a green one that were filled with the haunting melodies that have penetrated the Appalachians for many decades.
It all really began with the Haile Gold Mine. The Eldredge family of New York – the Hobkirk Inn Eldredges – purchased the mine in 1880. The family owned gold mines in California, Virginia, and Mexico. Son, Frank W. Eldredge, was installed here as manager of the Haile mine. Frank's son, Inman, wrote that the living quarters at the mine "were a bit crude," so when his mother was expecting in 1882 his father bought Pine Flat from Mrs. William Shannon.
WASHINGTON -- As the first presidential debate approaches, fists clench, jaws tighten and invectives giggle in anticipation.
When I first entered college, my goal was to be the journalist everyone loves. I am interested in journalism because one of my pet peeves ...
WASHINGTON -- At long last, Donald Trump has set himself free.
It's almost time for our annual family reunion, that one day of the year when you can go and actually see for yourself what ...
WASHINGTON -- America has had better weeks than the one just past.
I have a confession to make, but these days, I'm not alone.
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