Even Though It Don’t Hurt Nothin’, I Reckon …

Clinton, South Carolina, Monday, January 2, 2017, 8:20 a.m. I don’t believe in New Year’s Resolutions. I believe in resolutions when the need arises. I judge my resolutions on an individual basis, without regard for race, creed, national origin, or whether or not the football team is owned by Jerry Jones. I am trying to …

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Not a Fond Farewell but a Farewell, Just the Same

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, December 31, 2016, 10:54 a.m. It’s the final day of 2016. The year will soon be tucked snugly in bed, and all the Trump partisans will have sugarplums dancing in their heads, that is, if they can get to sleep amid all the fireworks. That’s my metaphor for Year of Our …

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