When I first read the press release, I thought it was a late April Fool's Day hoax.
Georgians either don't care or they're too thick to understand what has happened. In seven years, Georgia has gone from a symbol of the New South to the nose-dive state. We can't get anything right.
Far be it from this pragmatic conservative to tell Democrats how to select their nominee or who it should be. Their very public, intraparty controversy makes the process itself fair game. Should one of the two left actually become president, he or she will be president of all of us.
I have met the real Forrest Gump. Not the ninny sitting on a Savannah park bench, prattling about a box of chocolates. His name is Sammy L. Davis and he is a recipient of the Medal of Honor, this nation's highest award for military heroism.
In 1998, two Georgia lawyers dove into frontline political contests that could have made them national figures. Ten years later ...
One of our politicians, a member of Congress I believe, defended his support for a gas tax suspension by saying that his job was to "... listen to the public and make them happy."
Perhaps it's just as well I can't find that particular clipping right now. No matter which party this man represented, someone would have accused me of bias. However, both John McCain and Hillary Clinton favor the tax suspension.
Rob Andrews, president of the Gainesville Lions Club, reported that the Children's Theater Program recently completed another major success in helping raise money for charities that support benefits for children in need of assistance for glasses, hearing aids and diabetes.
OK, listen up. I have a job for you. Actually, it's not a job. It's a good deed.
Poor Lindsay Lohan just can't catch a break.
Which came first, the T-Rex or the chicken? The answer: they came on the same day, Day 6 of creation.
Most moms are a repository of knowledge, both the book and folklore variety. Lately, it seems every time I open my mouth out comes my mother's voice. After all, she gave me some of the best advice I've ever received and now that I'm a parent, it's time to pass it on.
The directors of the Georgia Chamber of Commerce should hire professional headhunters right now to interview candidates for governor in 2010.
From all reports, the Tour de Georgia bicycle race was a big promotional success for the local community. That doesn't mean, however, the overall total taxpayer cost wasn't huge and no room was left for improvement from the citizens' viewpoint.
For months now we have been subjected to a steady stream of promises of political change. Georgia Democratic leaders painted their party's runaway voter turnout in the Feb. 5 presidential primary as a preview of the general election in November. Donkeys would fill up polling places to cast ballots for a new generation of Democratic candidates.
Try this hot scoop for a piece of outright absurdity: Knowing she has no chance of winning the Democratic nomination, Hillary Clinton continues to run full speed ahead against Barack Obama for president. She hopes to damage Obama so badly that she will have a clear shot for the presidency in 2012. Detailed planning for that faraway campaign is already in the works.
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.
In our system of government where citizens elect those who will make the decisions for them, voter registration and the casting of ballots are the fundamental elements of democracy - the blocking and tackling, to use a football analogy.
Remember the story of "The Little Engine That Could?" That could well describe the city of Dalton, a town of some 34,000 nestled in the corner of Northwest Georgia not far from the Tennessee line.
When George Orwell first coined the phrase "Big Brother is watching you," he knew what he was talking about.
It has been just over two months since I wrote a column about Georgia Power, the Public Service Commission and the construction of two additional nuclear reactors at Plant Vogtle. I can hear President Ronald Reagan's voice now: "There you go again."
Can it be? Is it September already? One of my favorite tunes, "September Song," was written by Kurt Weill and Maxwell Anderson for a Broadway musical in 1938 called "Knickerbocker Holiday." The lyrics could apply today to the current political season in Georgia - "For it's a long, long time from May to December, but the days grow short when you reach September."
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