Life often becomes so hectic that an individual would like to hide. Walt Disney's movie gave a hint with the lyrics "Everybody needs a laughing place to go, ho, ho." If someone can have a laughing place, he certainly needs a hiding place when no laughter exists. Such a place is possible. All an individual needs is the ability to leave his body while still standing in line or facing a tirade of some sort. Of course, the individual must be able to reenter reality and have some gist of what has occurred there. I have long had a ...
Add Olympia Snowe's name to the list of senators exiting Washington D.C., in 2012. The moderate senator from Maine announced last Tuesday that she will not be seeking re-election to the Senate where she has served for nearly two decades.
One of the holiday gifts I received this past season was a bundle of five books -- the first five books in George R.R. Martin's ongoing fantasy saga A Song of Ice and Fire. People are getting to know the books thanks to the HBO series named after the first book, "A Game of Thrones."
Who would have guessed that President Barack Obama's call for more college opportunities was secretly a liberal indoctrination plot?
With the warm afternoon sun glistening on her silver hair, she sat in her rocker on her front porch reading her Bible. At other times, a flock of grandchildren gathered around her rocker for ghost stories which, when remembered later at bedtime, caused them to shiver and tightly gather the covers around their necks or cover their heads completely.
Several weeks ago, the untimely death of a well-known singer caused a media frenzy of sorts and snared the attention of many. Most of us saw at least one report relating to the death of Whitney Houston and the apparent basis of her demise. In fact, I believe it safe to say, the majority would agree Ms. Houston's death was a sad and senseless loss of life for such a young and gifted performer. Few would debate this veracity. However, in this case, for reasons unknown, there appeared to be a penalty for the fame, fortune, and talent; tragic ...
The Academy Awards show has come and gone.
WASHINGTON -- Politicians say the darnedest things, especially when their lips are moving.
How has an election year that was supposed to be all about economic recovery suddenly become all about sex? Critics blame the media. They have a point. The media keep reporting what the candidates are saying.
One of the tightropes politicians walk is finding ways to take credit for things that go right while blaming opponents for things that go wrong.
WASHINGTON -- You've likely heard by now that the presidential election may pivot on the unlikely "controversy" of birth control.
A bill that would allow South Carolinians to get copies of public documents faster and less expensively is heading to the full House of Representatives for consideration.
If Republicans are holding off for their Mighty Mouse moment, then they may be waiting for awhile. For those unfamiliar with the classic cartoon, Mighty Mouse is a heroic rodent in yellow and red tights who would take to the sky to the tune of "Here I come to save the day!"
It's OK to make fun of your own crowd, according to old wisdom, but nobody else's.
This past week the House of Representatives returned to Columbia following a week of furlough. Each week the House takes on furlough saves the state $50,000. The House will take two more weeks of furlough in April. The House has repeatedly passed bills to shorten the legislative session only for them to die in the Senate. The House has taken upon itself to effectively shorten its session through furloughs because House members believe that we can accomplish our objectives in fewer weeks and save taxpayer money.
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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