America, the land of milk and honey and self-realization, has a poverty rate that is steadily increasing.
In 1987, Newsweek Magazine caught the public's attention after it labeled then-presidential candidate George H.W. Bush a "wimp."
The recent 109 degree temperature made me remember what seemed to be even hotter days. When my younger friends ask me if I ever had hot flashes, I have to laugh. Since I taught in an unair-conditioned school where required apparel was a dress, slip, underwear and stockings I was always in a state of hot flashes. If I ever had a medical hot flash, I do not know. School began in August. In a matter of minutes, not one thread of clothing was dry. In fact, at lunch, when allowed, I went home, took a bath, changed clothes, and ...
WASHINGTON -- Not surprisingly, Barbara Bush said it most succinctly: "The first lady is going to be criticized no matter what she does."
Talk about a "post-racial" America when President Barack Obama was elected has pretty much gone away, for good reason. Even he didn't believe it.
Dan Cathy could have saved his company, Chick-fil-A, a lot of trouble. All he had to do was keep his views about family to himself.
For some reason people are shocked by Chick-fil-A's stance on marriage.
It's what's inside -- the verve; the drive; the untainted grit. It's the pilot light that never goes out. It's the fervor propelling an individual to impressive heights. It's the cause and effect. It's what makes a person leap over the same hurdles hundreds, thousands of times before ever getting it right. It's what makes a person perform 25,000 dives a year hoping to get one score that will count forever. It's what makes a person realize that to win it all, you can't be afraid to lose. It's what ...
Does President Barack Obama really believe entrepreneurs "didn't build" their businesses? Does his rival Mitt Romney really "like being able to fire people?" Welcome to summertime, when the fate of campaigns hangs on silly sound bites.
If you've been watching the Olympic soccer competition, chances are good that you're now in a catatonic state -- drooling on your shirt, immobilized by boredom and trying desperately to suck down enough cans of Red Bull and 5-Hour Energy to keep your peepers open.
Defying any semblance of logic, some political pundits are now chalking up South Carolina in the swing state category for November's general election.
At the beginning of one school year, I entered my room to see an extra row of filled desks as well as students enough to fill another row. There was hardly enough room to squeeze sideways through the rows to give help. If anyone had tried, bending would have presented a posterior to the pupil in the desk on the adjoining row. The students looked at me; I looked at them. Then they began to beg. "Please, Ms. Pruett, do not move any of us." They were smart enough to know no teacher could have so many students in one ...
WASHINGTON -- The video of James Holmes from inside the Arapahoe County Courthouse was as mesmerizing as it was creepy. His fluorescent mop of pink and orange hair. His vacant eyes, alternately bulging and droopy. Was he medicated? Crazy? Vamping for the camera? And the question, unbidden and against journalistic interest: Should we really be seeing this? Is justice best served by having a camera in this courtroom?
As with other mass shootings, the killings at a movie theater in Aurora, Colo., trigger a familiar chain of reactions: horror, remorse, rage and a call for new restrictions on guns.
In 2010, Broadus R. Littlejohn, a Spartanburg collector, gave Wofford College a very large collection of books, pamphlets, documents and manuscripts. Among his gift were more than two dozen Civil War letters and a diary Lt. William E. Johnson Jr. of Liberty Hill kept from May 1864 until June 1865 while he was a Union prisoner-of-war.
I completed my bachelor's degree the first week of August, so I was thrilled to snag a job at the Chronicle-Independent a little more than a week later.
Tax inversions. Double Irish with a Dutch sandwich. Spinning off tangible assets into real estate investment trusts. Son-of-BOSS shelters.
It has become somewhat of an art for me, that of studying Southern culture and deciphering what makes us different from others as well as downright peculiar among ourselves.
Our family has spent many a pleasant summer day with several families from the Dillon area and the experience is always enjoyable and the manner in which they address their friends, neighbors and kinfolk is like taking a step back in the "Old South." Everyone seems to have a prefix or you are a tourist just stopping by.
There is no longer any doubt that America still has a long way to go before it can say that it has grown beyond the prejudices and fear and tragic cycle of action and reaction when it comes to relations between blacks and whites.
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.
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