Forgive me if I’m less than persuaded by President Trump’s crocodile tears shed Monday morning during prepared remarks at the White House in response to the two mass shootings over the weekend.
More than 33 years ago, I walked up the steps to the second floor of 14 N. Court St. for the first time for a job interview. It didn’t occur to me that I’d be climbing and descending those steps several times a day, six days a week, for the next 33 years and four months. That works out to ne…
Since a traumatic event I experienced on July 22, I’ve felt a bizarre tingle in my fingertips, vision that’s extremely acute, and a tactile stickiness on my feet and hands. I’ve had an urge to climb the side of buildings, leap from tall towers, and save damsels in distress.
Any Democrat or anti-Trump independent or minor-party member whose top priority in 2020 is anything other than removing Donald Trump from office is part of the problem.
It’s another Ohio Brew Week, and I very nearly moseyed up to my memory bar to tap another generous pour of my beer anecdotes. But then I realized that all the worthiest beer anecdotes probably have appeared in my previous OBW columns. I just can’t trust you folks to suffer from as poor a mem…
Hello, I’m the older gent who often shows up at local news and community events and makes a nuisance of himself, snapping lots of close-up photos with his camera phone.
Once the warm weather hits, it becomes more difficult to carry an editorial theme throughout a personal column. Well, it sure does for me. But that provides an incentive and opportunity to run an occasional “quick hits” column with short, succinct (i.e. half-baked) opinions.
Just before heading off to dreamland late Monday night, I had a flashing light-bulb inspiration for my next column in The Athens NEWS. I’d write a “quick takes” review of all 23 of the current Democratic candidates for U.S. president.
It seemed like a routine walk in our rural subdivision April 29 evening after dinner. That was until Jax the dog and I completed our lap around the circle and got welcomed back by a pulsating mass of honeybees about 25 feet from our front door.
Sometimes when I’m awed and amazed by the power, utility and reach of the internet and social media, I need to rein in my enthusiasm and remind myself to not act like a rube who’s totally blown away by that electric toothbrush.
It’s gratifying to see Nelsonville City Council bow to public pressure and table an amended ordinance that would have made life difficult for some of the city’s main attractions, including Stuart’s Opera House and its annual Music Festival.
Here’s a bunch of small opinions. Not to say they’re about small ideas or topics, but rather they’re just shorter than a regular column. (OK, the second one is sort of trivial.)
With all the talk of socialism lately, prompted by various Democratic Party presidential candidates proudly owning the term, I’m proposing something here that 1) has no logical counter-argument; and 2) has no prayer of ever becoming reality in this country.
My advice to Democrats who are getting all wound up about who their nominee will be against Donald Trump in 2020: Calm down. It’s too early to waste your worries.