Having been born 13 years after the assassination of Martin Luther King, I know I'll never fully understand the magnitude of his impact on our country.
Our government's system for granting the privilege of driving to citizens is a bloated and inefficient mess. It would take a team of excavators countless years to remove the puss that festers in the boil of our DMV, traffic courts and insurance regulators.
Is it any wonder American students lag behind young people throughout much of the industrialized world in science and mathematics? Their parents are unable to put 2 and 2 together.
I was driving down the road the other day and on the radio comes this commercial for this super-duper miracle diet plan. This woman is recounting her life story, about how as a kid she was picked on and kidded because she was fat. Now as an adult she has lost 80 pounds in a matter of months and her whole life has been turned around.
I hate the thought of moving from one place to another. I hate to think about packing and wrapping and getting boxes. I hate to think of being in a new place, surrounded by boxes and not being able to find my shoes in the morning. The thought of unpacking all that mess is not pleasant either.
Inevitably when our space program makes a few advances and the politicians decide to blow anti-matter plasma up our neutronic hyper-warp exhaust shafts, there comes the question "Why?"
By Ed Brock
What did you do for your birthday?
By Jeffery Armstrong, Doug Gorman and Anthony Rhoads
In this week's issue of Time Magazine there was an article concerning the piracy of movies via "camcording" and hi-speed Internet. It seems the big Hollywood studios are cracking down and have done everything short of hiring Tom Ridge, director of Homeland Security, as their official adviser. Studios are now able to track film prints to specific theaters and pinpoint where this great film robbery is taking place. I applaud Hollywood's efforts, and not because I love the suits and neckties that run the studios, but because I respect the art form and its intended form of exhibition.
By Anthony Rhoads
From staff reports
By Doug Gorman
By Greg Gelpi
Clayton County Links
By Greg Gelpi
January 23, 2004
I picked up a prostitute Monday night.
By Billy Corriher