Imagine you are a 16-year-old girl, waking up in another person's house, unclothed and unable to find your underwear or earrings after a night of drinking. Unsure of what happened, you go home and go on, but in the days that follow, you see on social media photos of yourself drunk and unresponsive.
More than two years into the administration of Barack Obama, liberals and leftists have gotten one of their fondest wishes. America is no longer the world's policeman; our will has receded and countries around the world are free to do nearly whatever they please. No need to worry about the American tiger; it is made of paper even on the best day and no longer matters on the world stage. All of the ...
The pace on the House floor continued at a fast clip last week as we closed in on crossover day.
Even in a family newspaper sometimes unpleasant things must be discussed. Women and children should stop reading now.
Most everybody around here knows 95-year-old Charlie King, and if you don't know him personally, you've at least heard of Newton County's amiable historian emeritus. Oh, the tales he can tell about almost anyone and everything that's gone on in town since he was born here in 1915.
I'll be wearing green and a big smile this St. Patrick's Day.
Our 2011 SPLOST referendum will be voted on Tuesday. It is only a continuation of the 1 percent tax we've levied on ourselves since 1985 that has provided funds for a number of critically needed and award-winning projects in this community. Think about our water supply provided by Lake Varner, Turner Lake Park that regularly hosts regional sports competitions, the well-used and popular Newton County Library, an award-winning Judicial Center and ...
This week, along with many other Americans, our family is on spring break. After years of beach vacations, we decided to brave something new and take our family skiing. After turning in points for flights, and determining what location might provide the best value, we are finally midweek into our vacation.
Tying up loose ends is always difficult, isn't it? Humans wish to project some sense of permanency - some evidence proving that we once actually mattered - into our existence. We are mortal, and we know it, yet we throw up obstacles to prevent us confronting the abyss yawing before us. We will all die, and that scares us. We don't know how to deal with the fact that we - all of us - will perish.
The pace really picked up in the House last week. H.B. 87 is a major anti-illegal immigration bill.
Have you ever heard of an organ donor being turned down? One who met all the conditions to be a healthy donor, whose donation could bring sight, freedom from dialysis, even life to multiple recipients? Christian Longo is one such person whose request to be an organ donor has been turned down. Longo is on death row in Oregon. He can be executed but he can't be an organ ...
The first time I saw the little black dog, he was a blur streaking down the street past our house with our black and white border collie in hot pursuit.
I'm in uniform today: Boat shoes, khaki slacks, a light blue Oxford shirt and tie.
A.D. Frazier is not a happy camper. My friend and former Atlanta Olympic colleague spent last summer chairing the Special Council on Tax Reform and Fairness for Georgians, a 10-member council appointed by Gov. Sonny Perdue, Lt. Gov. Casey Cagle and House Speaker David Ralston.
It's now at the point in the legislative session where the General Assembly is pushing into the phase where we press to move bills out of each chamber (House and Senate) and over to the other before crossover day. Crossover day is legislative day 30, the last day we can pass a bill out of one chamber and still be able to move it in the other.
The older I get the more I feel that a good bit of information I've spent a lifetime accumulating may border on the insignificant. I hope I'm wrong, as it's a terrible thing to contemplate having expended enormous effort and priceless, irreplaceable time in the pursuit of knowledge which doesn't matter. But it's important to me, especially in winter, to know that the hot water won't reach the shower head until I've sung ...