An old joke says that a camel is a horse designed by committee. That's more than I can say for the congressional "supercommittee." It was supposed to come up with a proposal to cut the deficit. It didn't even produce a camel. Just a lot of the stuff horses and camels leave behind.
The holiday season is upon us, and while we may see, hear and read admonitions and tips for healthy holiday eating, I'd like for us to think about healthy eating in terms of a healthy South Carolina economy. According to Dana Beach with the S.C. Coastal Conservation League, "…less than 10 percent of what we eat in South Carolina is grown in the state. The rest is imported." For the holidays and everyday, we should be serving up foods that create jobs for South Carolinians, and not send our food dollars out of state or even out of ...
A woman in Porter Ranch, Calif., pepper sprays fellow shoppers at a Walmart in the northwest Los Angeles suburb.
During this holiday season, I'm thankful for:
And now it's Newt?
WASHINGTON -- The headline on Democratic strategist Paul Begala's recent Newsweek essay dodged subtlety: "The Stupid Party."
At one point in time it was Michele Bachmann, then Rick Perry, and then Herman Cain. All three were labeled potential presidential contenders and the strongest "anti-Mitt Romney" element in the 2012 race, but goofs and gaffes quickly had their poll numbers heading south.
"Chicago-style politics" aren't always evil. That's what the more pragmatic old-timers told me as a young reporter. I was a newcomer to Chicago, where, as Bullwinkle J. Moose might say, politics were not for those who are easily sickened as the plots thicken.
I didn't really mean to write about Gov. Nikki Haley again after last week's criticism of the S.C. Department of Health and Environmental Control's decision to grant a permit to the state of Georgia to dredge part of the shared Savannah River. I rarely write about the same person or topic twice in a row, but I can't keep quiet on Haley's decision to crack down on Occupy Columbia's, er, occupation of the State House grounds at night.
A couple of months back, a friend sent me an article from The New York Times which described the work being done with character development by the administrators of two very different New York City area schools. The first one, KIPP (Knowledge Is Power Program) Charter School, serves economically disadvantaged students, while the other one, the Riverdale Country School, is a very exclusive private school. The administrators of these two very different schools found themselves struggling with the same question; that is, what does it take to be a successful person?
In a bracing understatement, Penn State football coach Joe Paterno, 84, uttered a tragic epitaph to his abruptly ended legendary career, "With the benefit of hindsight, I wish I had done more." He is not alone.
Meg Ryan turned 50 this week. Even got herself featured on the AARP web site.
Thank you for participating in the recent Broad Street "road diet" charrettes. Your input is critical to planning for improving and growing our downtown. Two paramount goals were accomplished:
Nearly three years ago, I sat down at my laptop to write my first column for the Chronicle-Independent.
Even in the best of times, it's important for those of us having enough to meet our own needs to share our material blessings with those who don't.
We spread Steve last week.
WASHINGTON -- We want to move out. We want to own our home. We want to marry. We want to work.
It sure has felt good to have some cooler days lately. After a long, hot summer, it's nice to know the more pleasant breeze of a pre-autumn day. I have heard many people say similar things in the past week or two, and then there's usually also a follow-up comment about how it won't be long until we're complaining about how cold it is or there's snow and ice on the roads. All true.
Hot, hot, hot! We're on the second day of 99 degrees-plus-the-heat-index weather. I'm on my wide front porch on the shady side of the house with a woven Palmetto frond fan in my hand. Back and forth, waving steadily. It helps a little -- fanning my sweat glistened cheeks and neck. The ladies a century ago would have said they were "glowing." They used these fans too -- in fact my older friend bought dozens of them for her daughter's summer wedding at Salem Black River Presbyterian years ago -- before they put in air conditioning. She gave me this ...
Music has the power to influence. It has the power to evoke deep thoughts, which ultimately lead to a flow of emotions and feelings. Driving paired with music seems to increase that flow of emotions. Maybe it is the sometimes calm rhythmic movement that the steady turn of the wheels creates that appeal to the mind and body. I make a 45 to 50 minute drive to and from work five days a week, so I get plenty of time to daydream, think and devise plans of action for any situation that is heavy on my mind. No one is ...
Though the calendar has now been flipped to the month of September and autumn is right around the corner, here in South Carolina it is still very much summer according to the thermometer. Days are getting shorter, but lower temperatures don't usually make it to South Carolina to signal the end of summer until well into October. Birds have begun their annual migrations south, but the heat and humidity that still lingers continues to keep snakes very active. Being exothermic, or cold-blooded as I was taught in elementary school, snakes take environmental warmth and warm themselves to activate processes ...
WASHINGTON -- As a South Carolinian, it befalls me to examine the peculiarities afflicting our former governor and now-congressman Mark Sanford, who, contrary to decorum and taste, continues to demand attention.
Last week, I called for going after ISIL (or ISIS or IS, the Islamic State as it wants to call itself now), in full force. Admittedly, I wasn't very specific about that. Some may have thought I meant "boots on the ground," as opposed to only the air strikes the U.S. has already participated in.
When business called Tink back to Los Angeles, he decided to take the opportunity to have his annual check-up. When it ended, he called home.
Around this time of year I get the hankering to head for the hills -- the North Carolina mountains, actually -- and this year the itch is coming on pretty heavily.
Betrothed women of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your husbands' names.
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