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For years, I was one of those people who looked at the glass and steel lines of a French press sitting in the corner
(Or: Rush Limbaugh should just STFU.) I believe we are witnessing the death of hatred on the public’s airwaves. Let me start by saying
A couple of weeks ago, I tweeted that Wal-Mart is the Devil. This morning, the company’s Twitter-monitor replied. Below is the e-mail I sent
Before I go any farther down this particularly dangerous rabbit hole, please understand that I am a huge Gleek. First among my loves on
Dear Howler Monkey Chorus: The current national debt, totaling some $15.9 trillion dollars, is easy to understand. One third of it, $5.4 trillion, existed
Or: Reality Check: 101 Let’s get real, people. Today marks the first day of the of Joe Paterno’s post-college football life. Think about how
Here’s a question: what would it take to get you to read a five or six paragraph short story every day? The stories wouldn’t
Papaw’s study is perhaps the most vivid of my childhood memories. Everything about that room — the heavy oak desk, the southeastern window, every surface
Or: Why people ignore celebrities, even when they’re right Dear Mr. Morgan, As a huge fan of NBC‘s 30Rock, I’ve grown accustomed to your