I don't remember the year, I only remember that I was at UGA. That puts it somewhere between Fall of 1994 and Summer of 1996. The school newspaper, The Red and Black, published a piece from a student. It was either a letter to the editor, or possibly an op-ed. Again, I don't remember exactly. … Continue reading We’ve Come A Long Way, Baby. Sort of….
Sally Bradshaw lives in the small North Florida county that I grew up in. It’s an agricultural community, where many still meet for coffee in the early mornings, attend church on the regular, make casseroles when there is a death nearby, and actually attend family reunions. So it’s no surprise that a lot of the … Continue reading A Few Good Men(forgot what they stood for)
It's been seventeen days since the Pulse shooting and I still do not know what to say about it. I have much to say. I have many thoughts. I have many opinions. I have much anger, rage, bitterness, and sadness. Most people have a vision of "us" as a very passive, accepting, non-judging, easy-going lot. … Continue reading My Pulse Is Still Racing
It is but on a rare occasion that I will not make a joke about a tragedy. It is one of my flaws, I suppose. I say something woefully inappropriate at just the wrong time and to just the right number of people. This morning, I found myself in a peculiar situation. It was no … Continue reading It’s Different When It Happens On Your Street
A few weeks ago, I was listening to my friend’s radio show on a local station as I do every morning. Surprisingly, I agree with a lot of what he rants about, even though the station is considered a “conservative” station. For the most part he takes as many shots at GOP lawmakers as he … Continue reading Get Your Rainbow Rockets Ready: We Have a Religious Institution to Hijack!