When does the voice of the people no longer matter? Is it when the voice of the governed is silenced?
The voters have spoken. My white kitten, Chuck Younger, is named after Mississippi's most recently elected state senator.
As predicted, the Ferguson grand jury decided not to indict police officer Darren Wilson in the fatal shooting of Michael Brown. And as expected, chaos erupted and violence swept through the streets.
In September, I received an email that should have left me feeling vindicated.
As we previously have noted, Gov. Phil Bryant should have known more about Chris Epps before reappointing him prison commissioner in 2012.
I heard the news recently of John Doar's passing.
Post-election analysis falls somewhere between amusing and clueless.
Next week brings the American Thanksgiving holiday and for most of us a wonderful feast.
Friday morning started out with a small crisis. We were out of coffee and I had a gathering to attend before 7. The downtown shop I frequent doesn't open until 7:30, so I headed out 45 for a national coffee chain that takes its name from a character in Moby Dick. (The company, I learned on the Internet, was almost named for the whaling ship in the story, Pequod.)
If Martha Stewart were in charge of heaven, it might look something like Ocean Springs, Miss., on Peter Anderson Festival days. Traffic is blocked on the main downtown streets, the smell of boudin and barbecue is in the air, clever people hold sway. And that's a good thing.
Wow. Just ... wow. So what's next? Will it turn out Mother Teresa was a pornographer? Or Mr. Rogers a meth head?
End the game on immigration reform President Obama's plan to bypass Congress in shielding millions of immigrants from deportation is not the best way to do immigration reform. But if confrontation is what it takes to get House Republicans off their rear ends and deal with the problem, so be it.
There is an old German proverb that goes "true charity sees the need not the cause."
There are differing ideas about the recently proposed ban on allowing dogs in public cemeteries in Starkville.
There are any number of marvelous things one might do as president, if Congress were not such a checked and balanced mess.
The Egg Bowl was played Wednesday on the Mississippi State campus and for time first time ever, it didn't matter who won or lost.
Pope Francis' American honeymoon is over (though the whole idea of a papal honeymoon smacks of Borgia-era excess).
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