Sesame Workshop isn't pleased with President Barack Obama's new ad featuring Big Bird.
After scraping around for something -- anything -- good to say about President Barack Obama's debate performance, I came up with this much: at least he didn't look at his watch.
There's this prison, you see, but there's something different about it. People who visit don't come away with visions of iron bars and murderers and breakouts and hardened men desperate to find a way out.
I tore down the old swing set last weekend, demolished it actually. I unscrewed as many nuts and bolts as I could and then took the saw to it, leaving only the pile of sand which had broken the fall of many a crying or giggling toddler at the base of the sliding board. It was time. The old structure had become a little "shop of horrors," so to speak. There were several rungs missing from the ladder, there were damaged boards everywhere, the swings had become rusty and unreliable. She was tired.
SOUTH BEND, Ind. -- Contrary to conventional wisdom that debates are rarely, if ever, game-changers, the first presidential debate was a demolition derby.
Even the best batters have to take batting practice sometimes. But it seems Barack Obama didn't heed such advice during the debate last Wednesday night. His lack of preparation was strikingly evident, only giving further credence to the idea that the president just doesn't seem to like the game of politics all too much.
As a teenager in Pennsylvania, I delivered The Morning Call and The Evening Chronicle to customers in a suburb of Allentown. On rainy days, I'd try to make sure the paper stayed dry inside the screen door. Now, I get The State and the New York Times delivered to my driveway in plastic bags, though the Times delivery is erratic. I can, of course, also read the Times on my iPhone, iPad and desktop computer.
Once or twice a year while living in the Washington, D.C., area as a child, my father would drive me and my sister to New York's Long Island to visit my grandparents, Ira and Barbara Cahn. They lived in Wantaugh, but spent much of their waking hours -- as well as time they should have been sleeping -- a little east of there in Massapequa.
Twenty-five years after sociologist William Julius Wilson's important study of urban decline and vanishing "marriageable men," poverty is still with us. At least, we're finding lots of new ways to argue about it, even if our theories are no less sharply divided than the rest of our politics.
Move over Duggar family, TLC has a new hit show on their hands.
Six weeks have passed since my oldest son walked through our back door. The mere mention of this makes the stretch seem even longer. Of course, aside from a normal dose of missing their brother, for his siblings, this time represents six weeks of more slices of pizza at dinner, shorter waits for the bathroom, and total control of the TV remote. For me, it suggests more intangibles. It is the void, the missing place setting at our table, and the one less body charging down the stairs for breakfast like a horse running for open country.
Research tells us Americans are getting smarter as time goes by.
WASHINGTON -- Gloria Steinem is unmistakable.
The European's triumph during the final round of the Ryder Cup Sunday may provide a preview of things to come on the PGA Tour.
That morning, a piano tune from boyhood days echoed down the halls of Pinedale, a senior citizens care facility located near Camden. As we drew abreast of the piano player's room, there sat Neva Shannon ("Coota") Montgomery with her near 100-year-old, yet nimble fingers "tickling the ivories" into the song "Jesus Loves Me."
Six Baltimore, Md., police officers are facing charges in the death of Freddie Gray, an African-American resident who died a week after suffering a spinal cord injury while being arrested April 12.
When the 15th and 17th Corps of Sherman's Army entered Kershaw District on February 23, 1865, at Peay's Ferry on the Wateree River west of Liberty Hill, then crossed the district in three days, and were poised to exit it on Lynches River at Young's Bridge, Tillers Ferry and Kelly's Bridge, locally the war was all but over.
My husband is like a relentless teenager. When he wants something, he persists until it's easier for me to say "yes" just to get him out of my hair.
Baseball and cursing have been a pair since the first days of the game.
WASHINGTON -- True words are often said in jest, it has long been said. But a harsher idiom has been taking shape in recent years: Jest is becoming the only way to express truth.
I like to write my weekly column on humorous topics when possible. During my months here, I've managed to sprinkle in some stories of goofy things that have happened in my life and there are more I would love to convey to you. I'm probably not as funny as I sometimes think I am, but those are still the kinds of musings I prefer.
I wanted to share with you selections from recent speeches I delivered in and around Camden, two on April 11 and one on April 18.
BISHOPVILLE -- Lee Correctional Institution, South Carolina's largest maximum-security prison, gets plenty of bad press -- from a riot and a lockdown in February to drone-delivered contraband a few days ago.
I am afraid I am slowly driving my beautiful, long-suffering Beloved nuts.
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