It’s long been said that if you want a friend in Washington, adopt a dog.
President-elect Trump does not have a pet, other than his ex-wives, but reports by a Trump consultant indicated he may be changing his mind on having a national pet.
While presidents in the past have had all manner of pets, ranging from dogs to goats, because of Trump’s noted short attention span and indifference to details and facts, there are worries that a White House pet could be neglected.
That’s right. I chose a five-dollar word for saying what 50-cent “forgotten” says, for I come to exalt that legendary offspring of a female horse and donkey. The left-behind mule helped build the South and did so quietly without polluting the air. Then the combustion engine came along, and abandonment became the mule’s fate. It had already been condemned to death in many a story for it’s been said no Southern story is complete without a dead mule…
by Jeffry Scott
Trump Tower, USA – In what insiders call a “tweak” to his campaign pledge to build a border wall to keep Mexicans from sneaking into America, president elect Donald Trump plans to move the wall to the ... Read on →
by David Evans
“No one perhaps has ever felt passionately towards a lead pencil.”
– Virginia Woolf
Liam, our four-year old Australian grandson, recently sent us his first handwritten thank-you note. He used a bright orange crayon on a green card. The ... Read on →
by John Huie
When I started school outside Atlanta, I had some of the very same teachers who had taught my father years before, in the same oiled-floor buildings. Jonesboro was a small town with a big new highway, and ... Read on →
by Jim Allen
For example, here’s what long-time friend and mentor Alabama Senator Hank Sanders had to say about the election in his “Senate Sketches” newspaper article:
I desperately called on my dear mother. Across the chasm of her death nearly ... Read on →
by Steve Krodman
Naw, you don’t have to waste your pamphlets on me. I’ll be voting the Green Lady, just like last time.
I’m old enough to remember having my first Starbucks coffee, on a chill winter’s day back in 1991. So I guess you could say ... Read on →
by Tom Poland
All burned houses look alike, a jumble of ashes, blackened metal, and charred wood. If you know the house that burned, however, you see ghosts. Just before Thanksgiving, my sister called—Grandmother’s home had burned to the ground. A flood of memories washed over ... Read on →
by Ken Peacock
I have been away for a while, working on a secret project. You know one those “If I tell you I would have to kill you” kind of things.
It was a good time to be away, not reading or listening to the “making ... Read on →
by Robert Lamb
Who would have thought that a bone scan could be such a pleasant experience?
I didn’t. I figured I’d show up at Tidelands Health Waccamaw Hospital in Murrells Inlet, S.C., at the appointed hour, go downstairs to Nuclear Medicine, get an injection, lie on ... Read on →
by Elliott Brack
It’s best to have all types of people making up a nonprofit board.
A good board consists of people coming at problems from several different angles, creating a board of advisers who can successfully lead ... Read on →
by Tom Ferguson
A Coca Cola executive once told me that he had to throw an underling out of his office. Why? The guy attempted to ingratiate himself by proposing that Coke pump up the bottom line ... Read on →
by Jaz Brisack
There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and corporate charity.
Last Tuesday, Nissan Canton continued efforts to whitewash its reputation by giving $20,000 to the Mississippi Food Network's BackPack program and sending employees ... Read on →
by Jim Cobb
For some two generations now, way too many American liberals have been beguiled by the facile trope of “the Southernization of America,” which blames the nation’s shift to the right since the 1960s on ... Read on →
by Trevor Stone Irvin
Ok, first a quick update: I want to just say I’m very disappointed that it looks as though I did not win the Electoral College nor the popular vote.
My campaign manager Mr. Mittens is ... Read on →
by Dave Cooley
Every town has its characters. But these "individualists" are usually formed by the character of the town itself.
Sinclair Lewis' great eponymous novel explored the hopeful adventures of would-be nonconformist George Babbitt, who fails to ... Read on →
by Tom Poland
First sighting, a hazy afternoon near the Georgia-South Carolina border. Driving east on Highway 221 toward Clarks Hill Dam, I spotted a gaunt, leggy, yellow dog loping along the left shoulder. As I approached ... Read on →
by Suz Korbel
Ever since the polls got Brexit and Trumpocalypse so wrong, inquiring minds have been wondering how could the pollsters, and by extension all the media, lead us astray? In the past week, many publications ... Read on →
by Katherine A. Edmonds
Chaitram Singh’s novel The February 23rd Coup explores the lives of the men behind the military interventions in Latin America in a way in which the textbooks and other military novels cannot.
Depicting the overflow ... Read on →
by Louie Crew Clay
A friend recently asked, “Has anyone ever done a study to determine what causes the type of thinking that claims the only people with value are pretty much like me? If we knew this, ... Read on →
by John Hickman
That Donald John Trump will be the 45th President of the United States still seems unreal and that sensation is not helped by the realization that millions of the Americans who voted for him ... Read on →
by Maurice Carter
Riding with Dino
Riding with your best friend
Wednesday morning, my bicycle and I are leaving town, bound for Florida and a week-long ride across the Sunshine State. Far from ... Read on →
by Jaz Brisack
And how many more times will I be asking myself this question over the next days?
Tomorrow's presidential election presents a host of conundrums. Voting for a third-party candidate that represents one's moral principles, like ... Read on →
by Austin McMurria
One says it can clean your face, your body, and prevent microbe borne disease.
The other focuses on sewage and promises to clean up all clogged systems, sewage related or not.
A contest was held to ... Read on →
by Bill Caton
How did we get here? How did we end up with a lunatic Republican presidential nominee, an eminently unlikeable Democratic nominee and a middle class apparently unwilling to impose its political will on this ... Read on →
by Andy Schmookler
If Donald Trump wins next Tuesday - God forbid! - then it goes without saying that American politics are in for a time of profound ugliness.
But it is becoming increasingly clear that even if ... Read on →
by Jaz Brisack
NOVEMBER FIFTH, 1916
"Boys, who's your leader?"
Sheriff McRae stood on the dock at Everett, Washington, at the head of a mob of over two hundred vigilantes. The steamboat Verona rocked quietly on the gentle ocean ... Read on →
by Andy Schmookler
A pattern in support for Donald Trump has repeated itself twice in recent months.
In early August, Trump’s continued questioning of the ability of a judge to do his job because of his Mexican heritage, ... Read on →
by Tom Poland
An Unsung Historian Makes A Difference
Big Sky Bill
If “Big Sky Bill” leads you to believe Bill Fitzpatrick hails from Montana, you’re wrong. Bill was born in Poughkeepsie, New York, but has spent most of ... Read on →
by Andy Brack
The South is not completely red politically, just as it is not home to only rednecks.
Come November 8, Southerners will cast about 33 million votes in this oddest and nastiest of presidential elections. Of ... Read on →
by Ken Hawkins
Carter and Mondale with members of the White House traveling press corps softball team, dubbed the News Twisters, at the Plains High School baseball field. Carters own team was made up mainly of off-duty ... Read on →
by Jeff Cochran
Mr. Getgood moved up to Self-Made Man Row
Although he swears he's the salt of the earth
He's so proud of the "kick-me-hard" sign that
they hung on his back at birth.
He said "I appreciate beauty, if ... Read on →
by Dave Cooley
Carl and Lilian "Paula" Sandburg.
In 1945, Carl Sandburg and his wife, Lillian, moved to the Hendersonville area from a small farm on the shores of Lake Michigan. A lot of people in the area ... Read on →
Question: Should two of the richest men in the richest country on earth set up a separate company to handle public relations if they want to remain reclusive in Wichita, Kansas and Manhattan Island, New York?
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Have you ever have one of those nights where inexplicably everything turns out perfectly? No? Well, I’m feeling ya, but here’s how to solve it.
My friend Vic called and said “Pick you two up at six; I’m taking you out for dinner.” He got no argument from me. A free meal is a free me...
Every now and then something comes down the pike that you know immediately it’s the proper thing to do, and that it just plains makes sense. You also wonder why no one has come up with this obvious idea before.
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Some potential visitors are telling Tennessee tourism officials they won't visit the state after the CEO of the Tennessee Tourism Association sent out an e-mail comparing First Lady Michelle Obama to a chimpanzee. "And I can't say I blame any of them," Susan Whitaker, commissioner of the the Tenne...
The American marten’s body this morning had lost its lustrous sheen my wife Jody and I had marveled at yesterday when our dogs found it in the woods just off our drive. In the eighteen years I have lived here, this is only the second marten I’ve seen. I only got a glimpse of the first one years ...
In the early 1930s, a year or so after he dropped out of high school, Eddie Taylor caught the bus in Knoxville and headed to Morristown, about 40 miles north. He had an appointment with Herman Roddy Jr. and he had about $40 in his pocket, money he had won over several months in pool games.
Leave it to the French to make the object of my affection sound so much more romantic than its American name. Pommes d’ Amour. Love Apple. So, you say tomāto; I'll say love apple. Let’s call the whole thing fruit, and make it into a cobbler.
As an exceptional food writer friend recently aske...
Twenty-one years ago I photographed an anonymous person with HIV+ for a book I was working on, Epitaphs for the Living: Words and Images in the Time of AIDS.
D. as he referred to himself, wished to remain anonymous, fearing that being identified would cause him to lose his job and his insurance, ...
The salesman behind the counter glowered. It was a gale-force scowl that started at his hairline and rolled downward till it ran out of face.
“Are you back, AGAIN?”
It was a Saturday morning at the seed and feed store. The hometown seed store is the last honest bulwark against the encroach...
Author's Note: MARTA has finally made a stop at the corner of Sensitive and Rational. Today's Atlanta Journal-Constitution (www.ajc.com) reports the transit system will change the name of the train line which serves a large Asian-American community from "yellow" to gold."
In the AJC's story, Hele...
I arrived at Pearl Harbor Naval Station in autumn of 1980 with orders to join a spanking new fast-attack submarine. The U.S.S. New York City was built in Connecticut and she traversed the Panama Canal to Hawaii where she would be home-ported in Pearl Harbor for many years to come.
As is the case ...
My father, born in the northern English port of Liverpool (a likely landing place for seafarers) was tall, blonde, with piercing blue eyes, a Roman nose and flat back of the head. As a girl I fantasized that he was of Viking descent, and I a northern princess with a fine thermostat: I was never ...
Signs are endlessly fascinating, thanks in part to our long tradition of protecting free speech, no matter how silly.
There's a little enterprise stuffed into one end of a convenience store I pass about once a week. The primary sign — lighted and professionally produced — announces the busine...
First sighting, a hazy afternoon near the Georgia-South Carolina border. Driving east on Highway 221 toward Clarks Hill Dam, I spotted a gaunt, leggy, yellow dog loping along the left shoulder. As I approached this wild canine, it darted across the road right in front of me, looking back as if t...
I have a confession to make, and I won’t be able to sleep until I get it off of my chest. So here it is. I went to the ballet the other night. There, I feel better already. A weight has been lifted. It’s good to get these things out into the open. Otherwise, they’ll just eat away at you.
It’s going to be hard to give up my idealism. Oh, pragmatism, neither hot nor cold, I will spew thee out of my mind (apologies to John and Revelation 3:16).
It has been so long. Was it JFK? LBJ? Or RMN who was the last Dem to hold the office? Matters little. They have taught us for so long to ...
Talking with the President and Talkin' Trash . . . It's been tough going for Barack Obama, tougher than he likely anticipated. The learning curve in Washington, D.C. is steep. There's a lot to absorb and understand. Obama, however, displays clear understanding of Bob Dylan, something self-st...
An open letter to people who will show about $150,000 gross or less on their tax form this year.
The present poverty line for a family of four is $21,834, but that doesn't tell the story anymore. You make a lot more than that. You also have credit card debt and/or equity lines or ARM's or contrac...
Reading The Soundtrack of My Life, the second memoir by record label executive Clive Davis, brings to life a period when Davis was in at least his second chapter as music mogul. It was the mid-70s, when Davis emerged from the messiness of being canned as President of Columbia Records. There were all...
This is the last panel of 36 that I submitted back in the late 80s, attempting to get syndicated... no luck. But it was fun. I had envisioned the duo traveling to Alaska next, then across to and down the coast of Asia, maybe transporting them sometimes to current hot spots enabling me to comment on ...