Geez, we have become the most easily offended, quick-to-demand-an-apology, can't-take-a-joke society, maybe in the history of the world, even including Marco Polo, Julius Caesar, Richard Nixon and Steve Spurrier.
News media depict presidencies as long-running soap operas. The story doesn't end, but it goes through changes.
WASHINGTON -- Undoubtedly many Americans, not least among them television producers, are disappointed by Sarah Palin's decision not to run for president.
Nikki Haley ran for governor on a very electable platform -- transparency, accountability and reform in state government.
As a reporter, I am very thankful for South Carolina's Freedom of Information Act (FOIA). You should be, too.
They're mad -- mad as hell! -- and they're taking their anger to the streets.
On Feb. 4, 1904, the Camden Chronicle and the Wateree Messenger were joined by a third newspaper in Camden, the People, whose editor was J. A. Shrock. In his first issue editor Shrock introduced a serial feature, "Graded School Compositions," which appeared in almost every issue until late May 1904. Shrock explained, "The editor was unfortunate … to secure only a limited education, and feels the keenest interest in assisting others who were more fortunate than himself."
Five months ago, 14-year-old Jamey Rodemeyer sat down in his bedroom and recorded an anti-bullying message on his computer's webcam.
I have decided to endorse Herman Cain to be the Republican Party's candidate for president. No, I am not crazy.
From the mailbag:
Dark clouds have been lifted, giving way to blue (and white and orange and black and garnet) skies -- football season is back. For this, fans of every age and team color are grateful. And with immense pride and bliss, they don the jersey of their beloved team; their team that will go all the way this season. At least that's what we, the fans, want to believe; it's what we hold on to year after year as if "it" was the winning lottery ticket; a victorious season in our clutches. Fans want to believe this is the moment ...
WASHINGTON -- Jobs, jobs, jobs, we keep hearing. But for whom, whom, whom?
It sometimes seems odd that South Carolina voters can play the role of kingmaker in presidential campaigns.
When you want to know, and more importantly, understand, what's going on in town, we are your No. 1 source for local news. When I say "we," I mean local community papers like ours.
Last month's column focused on South Carolina's abysmal, fourth-highest in the nation unemployment rate. I have come across some information in the last couple of weeks that has given me a lot to think about as I look for ways the state can encourage job creation in South Carolina.
As the primary pundit at the "Harmony County Weekly Blister," I am frequently called upon to perform many tasks. So, besides winding up the cat and putting out the clock, I also write the advice to the lovelorn column entitled, "Ask the Stud Muffin."
I never played high school football. My glory days ended with the little league Lions and the gridiron of my youth is now a stand of depressingly mature pine trees across the old, worn foot bridge in Woodward Park. Like many, I now enjoy the pleasure of watching and cheering on younger generations and look forward to each new season as it plays out on our home field at Zemp Stadium. It is my opinion that we, as a community, should keep Zemp and prepare the old facility for the future.
WASHINGTON -- Lego's groundbreaking female-scientists set sold out almost immediately after it was released this month. But never fear, fans of feminist toys: A new Barbie doll, now in stock, is also shattering the plastic ceiling.
For the past couple of years, our district has designated one book for summer reading for secondary students. I've really liked this approach. It has generated a lot of enthusiasm and gotten entire families involved. This year's book, This I Believe II, is a collection of personal essays by a very diverse group of people, ranging from legendary cellist Yo-Yo Ma to author Studs Terkel. The book got me to thinking; if I was to write an essay about what I believe about education, what would I say?
Let me begin with full disclosure: I was born in Greenville and even though my family moved away when I was 5 years old, I still consider Greenville my hometown. And, as with a first love, one's hometown will always be something special. So it is with me and Greenville.
Some missing something or the other required me to prowl through closets at Mama's house. That's when I found it. I pulled it out and smiled broadly, warmed by the memories it evoked.
I am man enough to admit that I have cried more than once since the news broke that Robin Williams had died by what local officials said was suicide.
WASHINGTON -- Grade deflation is dead. Long live grade inflation!
Since I have lived in this area for about eight months now, I have made a discovery about Camden. There's quite a bit of music talent here, especially for a town this size. I have to also say that my opinion comes from just the musicians I know and have heard perform personally. I'm sure there are countless others I don't know about -- yet.
I watched Rory McIlroy win the PGA title Sunday, his third straight golf tournament victory and his second major title within three weeks.
I jokingly call my backyard "the wilderness." My house, built in 1912, sits fairly close to my downtown street, as is the custom in the Historic District in Sumter. The Victorian cast iron fence and neat little patch of grass in my front yard belie what is happening behind my house. The deck at the back of my house overlooks a very deep backyard filled with towering oak and pecan trees. Just over the fence at the rear of the yard is a magnificent willow oak which is probably 100 years old. It rises majestically above all and makes a ...
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