People always say that you can't get something for nothing but that's not true. Not at the library.
"Nanny government" is inconsistent with conservatism. Or it was. Maybe not anymore.
A word of advice: When the revolution comes, make sure Tina Perry is on your side. In the meantime, I'm glad she's on ours. This past week Tina hardly had time to note the passing of her 30th anniversary at The Dispatch. There was, after all, a paper to get out.
The day the retired pope gave his last tweet, I was captive in the car for seven hours. I heard a lot of radio news, or what passes. First I listened to my usual National Public Radio allotment, and it seemed rather like a slow news day. No marauding shooters were abroad, no wars were started and nobody but the outgoing pope tweeted anything of importance.
Karen Houppert has written a book of nightmares.
More than perhaps anyone else in America, David Blankenhorn personifies the struggle so many have experienced over same-sex marriage. First he was agnostic, then he was against it, now he's for it.
Seeing the Tombigbee River filled with March rains brings to mind days long past when high water meant it was time to ship cotton to Mobile by steamboat.
We hear a lot of people say, "I don't pay attention to politics." And, to that, I answer, "Then you get what you deserve." I am not a political reporter. I am not even a real reporter. I am just an opinion columnist who is lucky enough to have a forum for my rants and observations.
Perhaps you remember when Dr. Doom conquered the world. Or perhaps you don't. Sadly enough, even in this day and age, not everyone is comic book literate.
On Tuesday, the Mississippi House of Representatives sent back to the Senate a bill that would arm teachers. Before sending it over, the House, by a 70-46 vote, amended the Senate's bill in two major ways. Actually, the House did more than amend it. They neutered it.
If imitation is, indeed, the sincerest form of flattery, Columbus might be wise to toss a few bouquets in the direction of Starkville.
I attended my first Public Service Commission (PSC) hearing last week. I was not impressed.
I haven't seen the Ladies' Home Journal in about a million years, except maybe in the dentist's office when I was trying to avoid a television permanently set on Fox News. Somebody's grandchild was selling magazines for a school project, and Ladies' Home Journal was the only one on the list I recognized.
The art of writing involves showing rather than telling. The novice will write about a person being tall or beautiful or angry. The great writer will create a image of those qualities in the reader's mind. Readers don't want to be told; they want to see.
All things considered, I'd rather be in Rome. Isn't everyone?
That Tommy Prude would gorge one last time at the public trough that the Columbus Municipal School District has become should hardly rate as a surprise among those who have been paying any attention at all to the machinations of the school board under his misguided leadership.
Suppose President Obama was in a room with Mississippi Gov. Phil Bryant. Suppose they had time to kill and no one to talk to except each other. Would they have common ground for chit-chat? Yes. In a word, they agree wholeheartedly on "transparency."
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