Sometimes, when driving, I listen to a learn-to-speak-French CD, one of those language programs where you repeat phrases spoken in French. One of the phrases is "Je ne parle pas anglais, je parle American" ("I don't speak English, I speak American.") I smile every time I hear it, for it's certainly true. And then there is the matter of we in the South with our own lingua franca.
The American political class has failed the country, and should be fired. That is the clearest message from the summer surge of Bernie Sanders and the remarkable rise of Donald Trump.
Thursday afternoon, a Kroger employee passed out bottles of water to grateful shoppers.
Apparently four of the Starkville Board of Aldermen are still convinced they deserve a whopping 33 percent additional pay for the staggering amount of part time work they do for their constituents. If you detect sarcasm in my tone, we're communicating.
Current quibbling over what Jeb Bush meant when he said it's time to phase out and replace Medicare -- as opposed to "attacking the seniors," as one woman at a recent event bellowed out -- will soon seem quaint against the realities of our future.
Pretty much since it came into office in 2014, the current Starkville Board of Aldermen have been concerned about the financial welfare of those who work for the city.
It is good to be President Barack Obama these days.
State auditor Stacey Pickering has spent the last week dismissing allegations he used money donated to his campaign for personal use as little more than smear tactics by a desperate opponent, aided by a former Pickering campaign worker with inside knowledge of his campaign.
This will not be a column about Sandra Bland, although it could be.
It's a pretty tough time to be a good cop.
There's a saying that politics makes strange bedfellows, meaning people usually at odds sometimes find themselves working together.
When Sandra Bullock, in the 1995 movie "The Net," played a computer nerd whose identity was stolen and replaced by a criminal's identity, I developed a fear of losing my fingerprints. I considered taking my own fingerprints and putting them in a lockbox.
My mother wasn't known for her cooking skills. She made a pretty good casserole or two and had a baked bean recipe that I remember fondly, but at home I lived off of cheese toast and pop tarts starting at an early age.
It is truly mind boggling what fools the Southern Co. execs in Atlanta think Mississippians are. As the power company's ill-conceived Kemper science project goes down the tube, it is resorting to the grossest of scare tactics.
It's election time and once again sparks are flying.
I had a conversation with my professor and mentor, Berkley Hudson, before I came to Mississippi. Berkley is a journalism professor at the University of Missouri, but he grew up in Columbus and has spent a good part of his academic career on a project centered around this town.
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