I've come to the conclusion that women's friendships might be tighter than men's.
Talk radio's No. 1 blowhard Rush Limbaugh will soon have competition in his afternoon timeslot with former White House contender Mike Huckabee set to begin a new program over the air waves in April.
Many people believe what is necessary to gain a Ph.D. is superior intelligence. Such a belief is certainly a fallacy. What a person requires is two items: obstinacy and stupidity. As a person who has washed a rather large wooden house with a rag, water, and scouring powder; cut front and back yards, when yards really were yards, with a pair of scissors; and dressed a half a hog, chitterlings and all -- I know. These examples occurred in my youth, and, seemingly, I gathered only worn and blistered hands as my lessons. I did learn from an admonition from ...
WASHINGTON -- Most Americans can hardly believe we're having a national debate about birth control in the 21st century -- more than 50 years after The Pill became available and decades after condoms became as commonplace as, well, balloons.
This may sound a little odd, but I believe that I need to pay more attention to white people.
"Freedom isn't free." We usually hear this on occasions such as Memorial Day and Veterans Day. It's meant to remind us of the brave American troops who put their lives on the line daily to protect our liberty and preserve our security.
Pick was the "church mother" of the First Baptist Church of Camden. Now for you uninformed folk, the church mother is the oldest female member of a congregation.
The death of Don Cornelius, creator and host of "Soul Train," brought two conflicting memories to mind: the weekly joy of that iconic program as a defining feature of black American pop culture and the terrible pain inflicted on the surviving family and friends of those who commit suicide.
One of the most memorable scenes from "The Oprah Winfrey Show" was an episode where Oprah sent a seemingly "nice" man who needed help finding his puppy to lure kids away from a playground where their parents were watching them.
• We Americans have become the most sensitive, easily offended, quick-to-demand-an-apology, get-our-feelings-hurt, complainingest nation in the history of the world.
When Mitt Romney said his now infamous words -- "I'm not concerned about the very poor" -- he was adding to an already disconcerting track record of tactlessness toward unemployed and lower income Americans.
Combine juice from the May haw berry, from crabapples, along with some sugar and you have makings of the finest jelly ever to grace a biscuit or piece of toast. End of subject, you muse, but the paper's fresh, and you have a sweet tooth after downing a real Southern breakfast. "Hon, we got any haw jelly?" Now, unless you live in a kind of narrow swath of geography between Wedgefield and Camden, bordered south by the Wateree River swamp and north a tad on the Yankee side of old and new Highway 521, your answer is going to ...
WASHINGTON -- Two of the top news stories this past week have revolved around reproductive rights, though both raise far more troubling issues than a woman's right to contraception or abortion.
Saul Alinsky is a name most people don't know, so why does Newt Gingrich drop his name at every opportunity without explaining who he is? Because it is not what the Republican presidential candidate says that counts; it is what his audiences feel when he says it.
WASHINGTON -- When a friend was writing a novel, he was concerned that his protagonist was too perfect.
WASHINGTON -- The new "agreement" between Russia, the U.S. and our allies is exactly what the former KGB agent ordered.
Sylvia Plath said, in her autobiographical novel The Bell Jar, "There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them." While I do fully agree with the literary force of genius that is Plath, if that had been my statement, I would have written it: "There must be quite a few things a hot bath or a long walk won't cure, but I don't know many of them."
Recently, I was listening to a talk radio host railing about how public schools "no longer teach values." This issue seems to be a mantra of sorts for some folks in the media, many of whom I suspect haven't been anywhere near a public school in years. As someone who is in public schools every day, I can't for the life of me figure out what this view is based on. I know it's not based on reality.
It is each of the many Easters of my life that I remember more clearly than any other holiday. Christmases blur together with only a few standing out in my memory such as the one when it snowed all day, the year I lost my voice completely, and the two times that I wasn't home – one working in Washington, D.C. and another in London.
** Thomas Ravenel, the former state treasurer who served prison time for cocaine distribution, now stars in a reality television show called "Southern Charm." Ravenel stumbles through the show in a haze of alcohol and bad judgment. He and his girlfriend, who's 30 years his junior, recently had a baby in Florida. Ravenel says he intends to revive his political career by running for the U. S. Senate from the Palmetto State. The guys in Vegas would probably lay some long odds on his chances for success.
You know what the most commonly used word in the English language seems to be?
Robert Mills was the first American born and trained architect. He called himself "Robert Mills, Architect of Public Buildings." Indeed, Mills established a new scale and standard for public buildings in Washington, D. C. when he designed the Treasury Building, the Patent Office, and the General Post Office in the 1830s and early 1840s. In other parts of the country, Mills designed buildings that were sensitive to regional values and local architectural traditions. Always his attention was on permanency and fireproofing for his public buildings.
Camden is, without a doubt, a horse town. Kershaw County is a horse county and the love for horses extends throughout this great area of South Carolina. However, it stops at my door.
Easter is a holiday of two extremes. On one side is a covert celebration of springtime with cute bunnies and pretty dresses and Easter egg hunts and chicks and flowers and lambs. On the other is a lamb being slaughtered on Passover. There is a bloodstained cross on which a Jewish man is dying who proclaimed that he was the Son of God, and that he had to be killed so that God's wrath against my sins could be carried out not against me but against him.
WASHINGTON -- One approaches the race fray with trepidation, but here we go, tippy-toe.
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