There are sounds it feels like you've known forever, sounds that have been in your ear so long, it's hard to believe they were ever new.
Maybe it strains the limits of plausibility to claim to have found a penny in front of a place called "Down to the Penny Accounting Tax Service," but there on the sidewalk was Honest Abe in profile. Not one to shun the prospect of good luck, I bent over and picked it up.
It happened just as Jeb Bush was about to explain why he thinks conservatives need to stop being perceived as "anti-everything": Attendees at the Conservative Political Action Conference let it be known that, as part of their anti-everythingness, they are also anti-Bush.
If the sadists of ISIS are seeking -- with their mass executions, child rapes, immolations, and beheadings of Christians -- to stampede us into a new war in the Middle East, they are succeeding. Repeatedly snapping the blood-red cape of terrorist atrocities in our faces has the Yankee bull snorting, pawing the ground, ready to charge again.
Beginning Tuesday afternoon, when area schools closed early in anticipation of the arrival the Wednesday afternoon storm that ultimately dropped four-to-eight inches of snow in the Golden Triangle, caution was the order of the day.
Here we are, six years later, six years of mom jeans and golf dates and taking the girls for ice cream. And yet, some of us are still hung up on the perceived "otherness," the "not like us"-ness, of Barack Obama.
At the most recent MLK equality march I had an acquaintance pause long enough to ask me to talk with him about a homeless shelter for Starkville.
A year after the legislature passed Gov. Bryant's plan to require all Mississippi third-graders to be held back if they can't read at grade level, the numbers are depressing.
My grandfather was a share-cropper in Tippah County, a widower trying to raise six daughters in the height of The Great Depression.
The people of Denton, Texas, recently voted to ban fracking within the city limits.
Republicans seem ceaselessly enamored of litmus tests, but the newest one -- Do you believe President Obama loves America? -- makes birthers seem witty.
The old saying about ineptitude goes, "They could mess up a two-car funeral."
Channel-surfing the nightly cable news, one is reminded that certitude is the enemy of sanity.
A few warm days fooled the ladybugs into coming out of hiding. There they were -- a few on the windowsill, one or two on the bedside rug; Sam pointed to the ceiling and asked, "Is that a spot?"
What state Rep. Gene Alday put in words earlier this month struck a chord with many. They believe America in 2015 is a place where a decreasing number of people work to support themselves and their families and are forced to support an increasing number who are shiftless and lazy -- yet have cars, homes, plenty of food, health care, vastly more children than they can afford or care for, super cell phones and plenty of frou-frou including the latest in clothing and jewelry designs.
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