It always amuses me when conservatives, who rail relentlessly against "political correctness" when it comes from the left, turn against one of their own like Rep. Todd Akin for saying what he really means.
A new e-book says the early morning hours -- we're talking about getting up early, not staying awake till the wee hours -- are best for getting things accomplished.
Is this the nastiest presidential campaign ever? That's a toughie. Past campaigns have set the bar so low that, to quote a senior advisor to Mitt Romney, "I don't think a world champion limbo dancer could get any lower."
Rep. Todd Akin made some frankly repulsive comments this week about rape and the female body. The U.S. Senate contender responded with the following after he was asked about his ideas on abortion on a Missouri TV station:
This job affords me the luxury of being outside, which I love. During these past two years, I've had the opportunity to observe and capture many moments of nature up close as I prune young trees, perform tree exams and/or water our newly planted trees. The Chronicle-Independent has graciously allowed me to begin sharing my various nature experiences and knowledge of trees with you. It is my hope that your knowledge be enriched by the many wonders right here in our fair city.
"Under a democratical government, the citizens exercise the powers of sovereignty; and those powers will be first abased, and afterwards lost, if they are committed to an unwieldy multitude."
College classes endeavor to give aspiring teachers guides to help them prepare for the classroom. Such instructions are helpful, but they do not address the unusual behavior of people. Age does not necessarily matter, unless you consider teenagers and adults have more experience.
I've been doing this work for a pretty long time. The coming school year will be my 38th, which probably qualifies me for "dinosaur status." A lot has changed in education since I walked into my first classroom in 1975. One of the most significant areas of change has been the way in which schools and school districts interact and communicate with families and the general public.
Do you know what Maryland gives its welfare recipients so they can access cash and food benefits? An "Independence Card."
I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.
Among other "awesome news" about Paul Ryan, as my son would call it, we have learned that Mitt Romney's running mate was voted prom king and "biggest brown noser" by his high school classmates. Obviously, he was destined for success in politics.
It all began with a letter penned in 1953. By then the writer was 70 years old and he was answering an inquiry from Judge Allison P. DuBose of Camden. The letter from Inman F. Eldredge (1883-1963) was in the Camden Archives and Museum's vertical file on the Hobkirk Inn. I was working on the Camden Gardens exhibit and the Hobkirk Inn was one of the gardens in the exhibit -- so I "found" Inman on the way to looking for other things. His father and mother owned and operated the Hobkirk Inn during the heyday of the "Winter Colony ...
Whose side is he on? Mitt Romney's assault against President Barack Obama's welfare reform policy sounds good, except that it gets in the way of putting welfare recipients to work.
Csanad Szegedi, 30, once the face and spokesperson for the far-right Jobbik Party in Hungary, claimed Jews were buying up the country and destroying Hungarian property while making anti-Semitic remarks until he unearthed a family secret.
WASHINGTON -- One is hard-pressed to top silliness this political season but a strong contender would be recent speculation about Mitt Romney's likely running mate and the benighted "boring white guy (BWG)."
The laboratories of democracy are blowing up.
I have admitted in this column many times that I have become a "grumpy old man." Well, folks, here I go again. I often blame technology and the instant sharing of news and opinions on many of society's ills, and that's what I'm doing again today.
I have many colleagues who are of the turf persuasion and we have come to an understanding to agree to disagree. I think grass is a weed, they think a tree is a weed -- in nature the two aren't meant to meet. This is why only grass grows on the Great Plains and only trees grow in the forest. But since we aren't on the Plains or in the forest, we try and get plants to co-exist in arranged landscape designs we like to see.
Last week we spent a few minutes talking about being the best in the world in a particular field.
As the primary pundit at the "Harmony County Weekly Blister," I am frequently called upon to perform many tasks. So, besides winding up the cat and putting out the clock, I also write the advice to the lovelorn column entitled, "Ask the Stud Muffin."
I never played high school football. My glory days ended with the little league Lions and the gridiron of my youth is now a stand of depressingly mature pine trees across the old, worn foot bridge in Woodward Park. Like many, I now enjoy the pleasure of watching and cheering on younger generations and look forward to each new season as it plays out on our home field at Zemp Stadium. It is my opinion that we, as a community, should keep Zemp and prepare the old facility for the future.
WASHINGTON -- Lego's groundbreaking female-scientists set sold out almost immediately after it was released this month. But never fear, fans of feminist toys: A new Barbie doll, now in stock, is also shattering the plastic ceiling.
For the past couple of years, our district has designated one book for summer reading for secondary students. I've really liked this approach. It has generated a lot of enthusiasm and gotten entire families involved. This year's book, This I Believe II, is a collection of personal essays by a very diverse group of people, ranging from legendary cellist Yo-Yo Ma to author Studs Terkel. The book got me to thinking; if I was to write an essay about what I believe about education, what would I say?
Let me begin with full disclosure: I was born in Greenville and even though my family moved away when I was 5 years old, I still consider Greenville my hometown. And, as with a first love, one's hometown will always be something special. So it is with me and Greenville.
Some missing something or the other required me to prowl through closets at Mama's house. That's when I found it. I pulled it out and smiled broadly, warmed by the memories it evoked.
I am man enough to admit that I have cried more than once since the news broke that Robin Williams had died by what local officials said was suicide.
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