NEW ORLEANS -- It is tempting, oh so tempting, to unleash the snark as the script unfolds: Real Housewives of Tampa. Or is it Real Generals of Kabul?
Today's column did not spring from original thought. I'm not the first person to write about CBS' Person of Interest, now in the middle of its second season on Thursday nights. Specifically, I'm not the first person to write about how the show is actually falls into the science fiction genre rather than strictly police procedural or thriller. Nor am I the first to write about why it's such a good show. In both cases, that would fall to Annalle Newitz on io9.com, a blog/website devoted to all manner of science fiction, fantasy and ...
On November 9, I had the privilege of speaking to a wonderful group of people in the gym of Belin United Methodist Church in Murrells Inlet. I am not often called on to speak in public and although I am not the most gifted orator, I was honored and even excited to be there. This particular event was the Veterans Day Program held by the church in honor of veterans of the congregation and of this wonderful community. I was invited to speak by Charlie Nash who also planned and hosted the event. If you know anything about Charlie, I ...
The presidential election results have caused some interesting behavior from U.S. citizens around the country.
Gen. David Petraeus, his buff girlfriend, that buxom woman from Tampa and the other general, whatever his name is, are proving once again the truth of a saying that's been around a long time:
Volumes of political spin bump up against hard facts on Election Night.
There have almost been too many surprises this year to predict which teams we'll be seeing in Super Bowl XLVII. It's been a roller coaster ride of a season, but along the way, NFL fans have learned a thing or two about what to expect in the second half.
I guess every child hears how lucky he is from his parents. I am not sure the story is true. My mother, a widow with little education, told me how meager her Christmases had been in a family of 12 children. According to her, she was lucky to get an apple or an orange, a finger-sized doll and a stick of candy. My brother and I, on the other hand, usually got much more. I remember quite clearly that Santa never got the idea right that I despised dolls, so I received one every year. Contrary to the dolls of ...
WASHINGTON -- The headline was inevitable: "What went wrong? "
I have never been quite as wrapped up with Twitter as a lot of my colleagues are, although the 140-characters-or-less medium appears to be ideally suited to today's shortened attention spans.
Four-year-old Abigael Evans spoke for millions when she sobbed, "I'm tired of Bronco Bamma and Mitt Romney."
(John Baird, an army lieutenant colonel (LTC), is the brother of Rupert Baird, who wrote a number columns for the Chronicle-Independent during his deployment several years ago. LTC Baird is now doing the same. His columns will appear periodically on Mondays during his deployment.)
Last Tuesday's election here in Camden was the tightest I have seen. Mayor-elect Tony Scully won only 91 more votes than incumbent Mayor Jeffrey Graham to win the mayor's seat on council, a mere 2.5 percent difference. Councilwoman Alfred Mae Drakeford and Councilwoman-elect Laurie Parks both earned approximately 27 percent of the vote. The other challengers, Johnny Deal and Peggy Ogburn earned approximately 23 percent each. The sports complex ballot question failed by only 254 votes, or 7 percent.
My friend Waylon Fortenberry of Chesterfield County is glad the elections are over.
Colorado and Washington voted to legalize recreational marijuana use this week.
By mid-June of 2000, I was so fed up and frustrated, I needed counseling.
WASHINGTON -- First-term first ladies are often shadows to their more-important husbands, dabbling in lite fare to avoid criticism and picking safe projects to shield them and their families from the inevitable slings and arrows.
Many extraordinary people offer visionary ideas, especially here. "Wouldn't it be great if we had a river rafting business on the Wateree?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a downtown boutique hotel?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a Bluegrass Festival the week of the Colonial Cup?" "Wouldn't it be great if we had a cottage development, or better yet, a new Kershaw County library on the former Mather property?" "And another restaurant or two!" The answer is predictably, "Yes, of course yes! Thank you for your great ideas," followed by necessary questions: "Where ...
CHARLESTON, S.C. -- By all appearances Friday morning, as thousands lined the street waiting (and wilting) for hours in 90-degree heat to enter the funeral arena where President Obama was to deliver a eulogy for state Sen. Clementa Pinckney, racial unity seemed a comfortable fact of life.
Even though it's not an election year, in many ways it's always an election year for some politicians. Given the fact they are "hired" and employed by the voting public, their lives are a nearly constant campaign for re-election. I can understand that. They have cushy jobs they want to keep for many years to come.
When I was a wise-elbowed, wet nosed kid barely out of college, a lot of people used to annoy me with questions about what I wanted to do for a living.
(Kathleen Parker wrote this column in advance of President Barack Obama's appearance in Charleston for State Sen. Clementa Pinckney's funeral.)
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