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1 mystery solved, another remains

Cal Beverly's picture

It’s personality election time in Peachtree City, as evidenced by the postings commenting on an otherwise rather bland letter by this year’s surviving challenger — Stephen Allen — who is trying to unseat incumbent Eric Imker.

One new anti-Allen and pro-Imker poster — Greenbelt — raised suspicions; a verification check validated the suspicion.

Thursday afternoon, I posted the following comment on TheCitizen.com:

“Greenbelt is committing identity fraud & election dirty tricks Read More»

A wedding viewed from the mind of an Aspergian

Kevin Thomas's picture

Several months ago, my parents informed me of the wedding of my cousin Matthew. I had no memory of ever meeting Matthew in my life, so it seemed we were going to yet another wedding in a barn (Barn weddings seem to be the new tradition in our family).

A few months later, my mother got us all very expensive tickets to “Wicked”, which was playing at the Fox Theater. The play was one night before we had to leave for Raleigh, so we decided to see it. Read More»

The ObamaCare games being played on us

Terry Garlock's picture

If ever you needed proof that our government should not be entrusted with control of our healthcare, a clear case sits before you now. Even so, the Obama Administration remains confident you will not take the time to understand what has happened. Most citizens won’t. Read More»

Voting a straight racist ticket

Cal Thomas's picture

At the 2004 Democratic National Convention in Boston, Sen. Barack Obama said, “... There is not a black America and a white America and Latino America and Asian America — there is the United States of America.”

Those were welcome and commendable words. Unfortunately, they appear to be only words. Since then, Obama has divided us along race and class lines more than any modern president.

Some of his strongest, high-profile supporters in the black community are now saying that Obama’s race, alone, should be enough for black voters to vote for his re-election. Read More»

Dixie Dew, aspiring writer

Ronda Rich's picture

It is true that I have a nice, comfortable office, arranged with all a writer needs for inspiration, including French doors that open onto a balcony which overlooks the front pasture.

Dixie Dew loves to lie there while I work. I myself often enjoy standing on it and admiring the beauty of the black Angus cattle as they chomp away determinedly at the grass or lounge lazily by the creek bank. Read More»

Wall St. protesters: Teach your children to think

Greg Moffatt's picture

The protests against corporations that began in New York over a month ago have spread around the world.  I’ve listened to protester comments to journalists about their expectations and their comments are reflected in a conversation I had with one of my students just a few days ago.

This young woman, sympathetic to the protesters, spoke to me about the need for government to “put a stop to corporate profits.”  She also told me that people had the responsibility to take care of others in the country, that it was the most compassionate thing to do, and that the government should enforce it.  Read More»

Learning about boys

Sallie Satterthwaite's picture

Seems to me I never had a boyfriend in grade school or high school. Crushes, yes indeed, but I was never flirty or cute, was never asked to “go steady” or even date. How could a country girl go out on a date anyhow? We couldn’t drive cars and, of course, couldn’t go out with boys old enough to drive. Read More»

Got a novel in you?

Michael Boylan's picture

How busy are you in November?

Before you start to list things like “grabbing up all the fake cobwebs your kids put on the bushes” and “that thing with the Thompsons on the 12th or is it the 13th?” ask yourself if you’re really too busy to do something awesome and something that will, no kidding, change your life. Read More»

Smart phones are really smart

Rick Ryckeley's picture

All night, I tossed and turned. Thoughts of what soon would be mine kept running through my head. I’d waited six long months for this moment, and gazing sleepily at the clock on the dresser, I saw the day had finally arrived. The new toy would soon be in my hands – guaranteed to provide hours of entertainment. Read More»

Rediscovering Mike

David Epps's picture

On the first day of the first full week of Marine Corps boot camp training at Parris Island, S.C., I met my assigned bunk mate, a young man of about 17, whom I will call “Mike.”

On a certain morning, one of the tough drill instructors was growling about and seeking someone to harass mercilessly. As he went from recruit to recruit, he screamed the question, “Why do you want to be a Marine?!” Any answer given was ridiculed and the recruit ordered to execute a gazillion push-ups for giving whatever sorry answer he gave. Read More»

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