The Christmas photo
The Christmas photo
With Thanksgiving behind us, now is a perfect time to take a look at what went right and what went wrong with the holiday festivities last week so the same mistakes will not happen when the family once again gathered together, this time around the Christmas tree.
God (lucky Him!) doesn’t vote. But this indisposition does not make Him a mere spectator of our electoral processes — or their aftermath.
[Editor’s note: This article first appeared at The American Spectator.]
Fidel Castro is dead. To say those words is so strange. I’ve never known a moment when he wasn’t alive.
In a statement following the death of Cuban dictator Fidel Castro, President Obama spoke of “the countless ways in which (Castro) altered the course of individual lives, families, and of the Cuban nation.”
Now that the British have voted to secede from the European Union and America has chosen a president who has never before held public office, the French appear to be following suit.
In the months before we married, I sought to show Tink the Southern mountains of my raising. On a colorful autumn afternoon, I was driving him around the curvy backroads and pointing out spots of various interest such as family farms, cemeteries, and birthplaces.
Many years ago, one of Atlanta’s more affluent neighborhoods had a Christmas decorating contest. A committee of residents made their rounds to judge the best Christmas decorations. The neighbors tried to outdo one another, and the decision for first place was not easy.
The last 10 days have become a blur due to a reoccurring illness. A year ago I was rushed to the hospital, down three pints of blood. We thought we had the matter under control but last week , I was rushed there again down two pints of blood.
There is a word in the English language that has become so offensive, so distasteful, and so abhorrent that it is seldom used in conversation today. This word, at one time in this nation, was a common word sometimes used as a slur and sometimes as a descriptive word.
Have you already lost that holiday cheer this year? Was hosting Thanksgiving just too much work? Are you beat down to the point that you’re just thankful all the family has gone so you can clean up the mess left behind? Tired of all the commercialization surrounding this time of the year?
I think one thing we can all agree upon is that it feels like racial tensions are alive and well throughout the United States.
If I lived in a liberal bastion, instead of conservative Fayette County, I might be risking friendships and other types of backlash by openly admitting I voted for Donald Trump. Lack of tolerance on the left has a long history.
You won’t believe the troubles I am facing. Where to start? First, my housekeeper quit. She decided my rural estate was proving to be too much of a drive for her. I was already paying her a stipend for travel, but now I have to go to the trouble of finding a replacement for her. I hate that.
Three years ago when Republicans were battling President Obama over the debt ceiling and a government shutdown, the president said, “You don’t like a particular policy or a particular president? Then argue for your position. Go out there and win an election.”