To paraphrase Annie Dillard who paraphrased Oscar Hammerstein: Fish gotta swim. Birds gotta fly, but men do all sorts of nasty things to one another.
If you have lived in North Georgia for any amount of time, you probably have a picture in your mind of James and Francis Mathis. Most likely, you would picture them as they tirelessly pulled in harness toward some civic goal to benefit our community.
The main symbols of the two political parties in the U.S. are the donkey for the Democratic Party and the elephant for the Republican Party. Both appear to have been made popular by political cartoonist Thomas Nast in the 1870s.
I have read with surprise and interest the articles in The Times regarding Rep. Carl Rogers' bill to hold a nonbinding referendum on the question as to whether the chairman of the Gainesville Board of Education should be elected citywide. I currently serve as chairman of the Gainesville Board of Education, and as you would expect, this issue is very much of interest to me.
We are four months into the new year, and I have heard nary a public peep from President-for-Life Jimmy Carter, our Ambassador to Outer Space Cynthia McKinney or noted land baron Ted "Buffalo Boy" Turner.
A couple of weeks ago, a good friend received a phone call. When she hung up, it was obvious something was wrong. She said her stepdaughter had called to tell her that there had been a warning on "the news" announcing there was going to be a gang initiation at Wal-Mart that night and three women were going to be shot.
The General Assembly is taking some heat in the media this year for having one of its least productive sessions ever, in terms of addressing issues that really affect the lives of Georgians. Legislators still have one last shot at redeeming themselves in the closing days, however.
Remember "The Rat," a giant Godzilla-like creature that stalked the Georgia TV-scape nearly 10 years ago? The monster - - a guy in a rat suit - starred in the darnedest political commercial Georgia had ever seen. The rat gobbled up everything in sight. He even ate the Capitol. The year was 2002.
State Rep. Carl Rogers is taking a lot of local heat he may not deserve. That's not to say that some points made by local elected officials aren't perfectly valid. The opposite sides could be enlightening if personal sensibilities which must have been offended would permit. Let's elaborate.
First and foremost, I am a Christian. Everything else that I am or believe is derived from my faith, or at least it is supposed to be.
I have a way to cut the state's $2 billion deficit significantly while keeping members of the General Assembly, the state's constitutional officers and assorted bureaucrats busy doing something meaningful for a change. Impossible, you say? Hear me out.
Georgia's lawmakers have always been willing to approve tax breaks for the state's business leaders and special interests, but they have really stepped on the gas since Republicans took control of the House and Senate four years ago.
When you are over 75, you've been through recessions before. The economic experts say the market hasn't been this low since 1982. The problem is, I remember 1982, but I don't recall things being as bad or people being as apprehensive as they are today.
Without doubt, we are at one of the most critical points in our nation's history. How we deal with our current economic crisis will define our identity both now and in the future.
I think I have just figured out a way to get the 22 legislative tax evaders out of the General Assembly and onto the streets where they might have to find real work and quit swilling from the public trough.
If you had told me a year ago that Gov. Nathan Deal would essentially be tied at this point in his re-election campaign with an inexperienced Democratic legislator, I would have asked if you were smoking some of that stuff that is now legally on sale in Colorado.
Anyone with a sense of history who has watched the fascinating new Ken Burns documentary on PBS, "The Roosevelts: An Intimate History," may have experienced a sense of déjà vu during episode six, which chronicles the tumultuous events of 1939-44.
I have one of the most interesting jobs in the world. One day I am advising world leaders on the nuances of international monetary policy. The next day I am consoling a distraught reader who thinks I need to "look within myself spiritually."
Over the past 10 years, Georgia has served as the location for a wide-ranging experiment in economic theory.
Until I heard her speak at a benefit luncheon, I thought Ronda Rich was a bit of an empty-headed lightweight. I was wrong, wrong, wrong, and she has become one of my must-read columnists.
The Woman Who Shares My Name instructed me that this week's column was to be about positive things. She says she is tired of bad news and thought you felt the same way.
I don't pay a lot of attention to football. Even though I was a proud Red Elephant during the heyday of Bobby Gruhn and Tommy West, I just never caught the fever. Four years at the University of Alabama during the reign of Bear Bryant did nothing to pique my interest. Since I married a man whose football apathy mirrored my own, there was never an incentive to learn or follow the game.
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