WASHINGTON -- Recent events from Ferguson, Mo., to Staten Island, N.Y., might prompt an observer to infer American cops are racist and a bigoted white populace tolerates unnecessary lethal force against minorities.
(Editor Martin L. Cahn has been on vacation, but took the time before he left to update this column from Jan. 2, 2012. Happy New Year!)
Several weeks ago, I wrote about moonshine runner turned stock car champion, Lloyd Seay, who was murdered in a dispute over sugar purchased to make illegal whiskey.
There's about as much love between New York City Mayor Bill De Blasio and the city's police department as there is between Sony and North Korea.
Happy New Year to all. Thank you especially to those bright spirits for whom the glass is always half full. Thank you to those who give others the benefit of the doubt. Thank you to those who see the advantages of moving forward with new projects and new ideas, regardless of possible complications and delays. Thank you to those who understand that you get what you pay for. Thank you to those who know from long experience that Camden has the most exceptionally kind and understanding people on the planet.
I think everyone should try something new every now and then. After all, variety is supposed to be the spice of life, so they say. Maybe that sounds odd coming from me, as I have openly admitted on these pages that I prefer watching old TV shows and movies over and over no matter how many times I have seen them before.
WASHINGTON -- A writer seeking profound pronouncements for a year-end column is likely instead to find herself awash in punchlines.
In less than 24 hours, we will be in a new year. Many of us will make New Year's Resolutions and few of us will act on and keep them. As I said in my column about two or three weeks ago (my year in review), the second half of 2014 was rough for me but the unfortunate happenings opened my eyes and made me realize something important, something that I have not quite been doing.
This is the time for New Year's resolutions and I have a few for our state.
I could very easily name my Person of the Year as the Person of the Decade and a Half.
When the New Year arrives every year, I, like most, look forward to the next 12 months filled with promise, opportunity, and a chance to reform from bad habits.
Here we are, in the midst of the Christmas season, and the Scrooges of the world have once again tried to ruin it for everybody.
Women deserve more seats in the highest corporate echelons. But a mandate is the wrong way to get there.
As a new year comes along, it's a time when most of us naturally reflect back on the previous 12 months and think about our accomplishments, our failures and other things that fall somewhere in between. For me, the end of the year has a very special meaning, since my first day on the staff of the Chronicle-Independent was Dec. 30, 2013. Happy anniversary to me. Yes, indeed, it is.
When this appears in print, it will be the day after Christmas and I hope the day was a meaningful one for you. The candlelight church services will be over, meals will have been eaten, the presents opened and the relatives come and gone (or not). What still remains, though, are the "hanging of the greens." This includes wreaths, door drapery, mantel mounds, banister baubles and of course the Christmas tree. Whether your greenery is real, artificial or some of both, its use and display are steeped in tradition from centuries ago.
One of the many perks of living in the Midlands of South Carolina is our moderate climate. OK, maybe it hasn't felt so moderate the past few weeks, but think about New York, Boston, Minnesota, Michigan and other northern areas. Now, they know what cold really is!
If the soul of Camden resides in its communities of faith, surely its heart sits at 110 C East DeKalb St., the home of the Community Medical Clinic of Kershaw County, known far and wide as "The Free Clinic." The outpouring of love at the Clinic has proven to be a transformative force, continuously healing wounds of body, mind, and spirit.
Two weeks ago, during our weekly field trip, I was walking with my students along a dirt road in Manchester State Forest. There upon the dirt was a hairy strand of something, about the size of a cheap cigar and tapered at both ends. Earlier that day, we examined paw prints in the sand on the same dirt road. The students drew good connections from those tracks to this new observation, correctly calling it coyote scat. Coyotes are funny this way, dropping their scat in obvious places. In addition to waste excretion, they use feces to communicate their presence to ...
WASHINGTON -- "At least nobody died," we often hear in politics to explain away some regrettable act. As in:
So I read recently where some New England town has banned sledding, allegedly in the name of safety, but more in fear of possible lawsuits.
WASHINGTON -- I'm getting that deja vu feeling as House Republicans these past several days have failed to alter the public's perception they're incapable of governing.
For those of you who believe in an open internet in the United States, the fight is still on. For the moment, though, we can bask in the glory of the U.S. Federal Communication Commission's (FCC) 3-2 vote last week to impose so-called "net neutrality" rules on internet service providers (ISPs).
A friend, an only child, was talking about cleaning out her parents' house after the death of her father.
Throughout Old and New Testament times, most Jews and Gentiles consumed distilled liquor and believed it a healthy part of their daily diet. These beliefs and practices continued from the times of Christ through the settlement of America and the establishment of the United States.
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