There is an elephant in the room, something large and looming. Something we all know is there but don't want to talk about. It's called nuclear Armageddon or sometimes just "The Bomb," and unless you are over 65, you have lived in its shadow all your life.
On May 30, 2000, my younger sister, her husband, and I drove into Gainesville. My moving van coming down from Pennsylvania had not arrived. So the three of us spent our first night in Gainesville sleeping on air mattresses in an otherwise empty home that I had bought the year before when I saw a house with two good features.
For once, I am going to have to (shudder) agree with the American Civil Liberties Union. They are busting their britches to have pictures released of some of the 240 detainees at Guantanamo being waterboarded by the CIA.
Even though I never met Joshua Brown, I'm pretty sure I would have liked him. His pictures show a handsome young man with thick brown hair and a smile that inspires reciprocity. He was both an accomplished musician and a star athlete at Cartersville High, one of those rare kids who defies being pigeon-holed.
One of the basic rules of daily journalism is that the reporter isn't the story. What's important is the news that is being reported.
I'm not the brightest bulb when understanding the inner workings of car manufacturers and dealers. In our free market, capitalistic society the arbitrary termination of long-standing dealerships by manufacturers to please government is puzzling.
The difference in the treatment of Michael Vick and Donté Stallworth by the media, teammates, the NFL, and the general public reveals a great deal about our culture. The picture painted is not a pretty one.
Energy has been top on President Barack Obama's agenda of reforms. After his work to tackle the economic crisis, lower health care costs and advance our country's educational resources, the topic of clean energy is finally on the table.
Sonny Perdue has been an easy target for the media during the years he has headed state government.
Love has many faces; hate is a matter of degree.
Last month, President Barack Obama gave the command for the Navy Seals to use force to rescue Capt. Richard Phillips from four pirates in the waters off Somalia. They succeeded.
Americans love democracy, but mostly hate politics. Many would rid us of politics if they could. They say things like: "We'll never get good government until we get rid of all the politics and politicians."
My hair is wet. My socks are mildewed. My joints ache. There is a torrent of water running down the street, and more rain is on the way. Drought? What drought?
When I sat down to write this column, I'd planned to talk about the whole Miss California/Perez Hilton debacle.
As he worked his way through dozens of bill signings last week, Gov. Sonny Perdue put his signature on SB 27, a measure that designates April as Confederate Heritage/History Month and sets the stage for the upcoming observance of the Civil War sesquicentennial.
A few weeks ago, a former colleague I have known for more than 20 years called me a racist in a Facebook post because I did not agree with all of President Barack Obama's policies, especially his foreign policy that consists primarily of strategic dithering.
I suspect my recent silence on the subject of public education in Georgia has been deafening to some of you. I will explain.
Rep. David Stover is a brave man. He may well be one of the gutsiest people serving in the General Assembly.
Robots, artificial intelligence, the future ... what's not to like for a sci-fi buff like me?
I spent last week helping to assess a group of people for a job I couldn't do if my life depended on it. Actually, what they were seeking is not a job; it is a calling. And my life here and in the hereafter depends on how well they do it.
When I first started writing about politics, my conservative friends would preach the gospel of "local control." They believed local governments did a better job of running things because local officeholders were closer to the people who elected them.
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