For all the gnashing of teeth over the lack of comity and civility in Washington, the real problem is not etiquette but the breakdown of political norms, legislative and constitutional.
While we have added our voice to the chorus of those who lament the encroachment of Christmas on Thanksgiving Day, in another sense we find the close proximity of these two holidays most appropriate.
Last year I lived in Jacksonville, Fla., and at the corner store near our home there was a man who regularly sat hunched beneath a pay phone. I saw him a lot while coming home from work. He was terribly thin and always in tattered clothing. It would be O.K. to call him homeless.
In a letter to a church he had founded, the Apostle Paul made a series of suggestions. One was to "pray without ceasing." Several years ago, a friend and I had a long talk about what that meant.
A couple of weeks ago, Butterball, one of the nation's largest turkey suppliers, announced that it would have a shortage of large turkeys available for Thanksgiving.
Much we believe about turkeys is not true. Myth No. 1: They were served at the "first Thanksgiving" feast in Plymouth, Mass. There's no evidence for that.
Tuesday, Mississippi State University sponsored a Thanksgiving meal for Starkville firefighters, a thoughtful way to acknowledge that while Thursday is a national holiday, there are some people who, by virtue of the work they do, cannot have the holiday off.
During the botched rollout of the Affordable Care Act, it's been hard to defend the law, much less to call it "great." But great it is -- for the American economy and for the American people, rich ones included.
A friend recently sent me a link to an inspiring video about an upbeat young black man who was born without arms. It showed him going to work -- unlike the record number of people living on government payments for "disabilities" that are far less serious, if not fictitious.
I read with doubtful thoughts the article in Friday's paper of the upcoming retreat. Instead of spending $1500 of taxpayer's money for rental of Plymouth Bluff and Hardwick's fee, why couldn't they have had the retreat at the Trotter Center.
One ladybug chased the other, and this made me think that perhaps I had captured a male and a female. I'm no entomologist, but I'm thinking maybe.
It's a strange feeling when you see your journalistic work wind up in the book of a leading presidential candidate.
About 10 years ago Dispatch pressmen Jerry Hayes and Jamie Morrison found a litter of kittens nestled between the walls in the basement. Hayes, now retired, and Morrison worked in the dark, cavernous space that houses our Goss Urbanite printing press.
When I started writing this piece I had just a basic thought in mind, but after the media blitz associated with Alderman Roy Perkins' proposal to ban all electronic media from the Starkville Board of Aldermen meetings, it took on a new life and intensity.
With George Zimmerman out on bail last week after his latest run-in with police, it seems an opportune time to discuss the second killing of Trayvon Martin.
PASS CHRISTIAN -- Today she looks like a beautiful Indian princess, like Walt Disney's Pocahontas, her thick black braid rapunzeling down the back of her tunic of red, the color in which her mother dressed her "Mimi." Author Jesmyn Ward's ancestry is mixed with African, French, Spanish and Native American blood, allowing a rainbow of perspective, which makes her feel "lucky," she says, as a writer. But for facile identification, "I choose to embrace African American. It's a political choice."
Martin Short had the best line at the Governors Awards presented by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences: "President Obama said if you like your Oscar, you can keep it."
Three years ago marked the beginning of a series of the bicentennials of the events leading directly to the founding of Columbus. November of 1813 was a month in which those events linked directly with one of greater national significance. That story is told in the nation's newspapers of the day.
The world has turned over many times since that fateful day in Dallas 50 years ago when President Kennedy was killed. Anyone who was old enough to understand what happened knows exactly where they were and what they were doing when they first heard the president was dead.
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