By Michael Davis
By Ed Brock
By Greg Gelpi
I guess I haven't moved as far left as I thought.
By Doug Gorman
By Chris Goltermann
By Ed Brock
Judy Maples, age 45, a resident of McDonough, Ga., died Wednesday, June 16, 2004.
From staff reports
I'm a smoker trying to become a non-smoker again.
Would you rather think of your body as a singular object or a collection of goopy organs packed together in fluid and wrapped in a leathery covering? Me too!
By Kathy Jefcoats
It is hardly surprising that a representative of the Republican Party, that bastion of Christian fundamentalist zealotry, is calling upon the Supreme Court to provide a definition of religion. (Will Jews be required to wear arm bands again?)
Shy as I am and addicted to work, my roommate invited me to join Friendster, an online community, in an effort to push me out of my shell.
Looking around at a demonstration I was covering in Brunswick, Ga. during the G-8 summit I was straining my eyes to find the protesters out of a sea of media and spectators. It seems there were more people taking pictures than actually participating in the protest. Even the demonstrators had cameras and high-tech digital camcorders with all the bells and whistles. It was hard to get a photo without getting 10 other cameras coming into my frame. If one photogenic and animated protester began to shout something everybody with a camera swarmed that individual. Is the media so over-saturated that it outnumbers the people at the event it is covering?
I am not sure what to write about this week. President Reagan died after I wrote my column last week and I think the time to fully pay tribute to him has passed by now. Ray Charles died Thursday. I was almost as saddened by that news as Reagan's death. To say I love his version of "Georgia" doesn't do justice to the emotions that sweep over me when I hear that deep, rich voice extolling the natural virtues of this beautiful state. When I lived in South Carolina for a year and returned to Georgia for visits, just seeing the welcome sign, "We're glad Georgia's on your mind," filled me with warmth and a feeling of coming home. Now that I am back, I don't think I would live anywhere else unless it is New York.
Clayton County Links
It was enough to make me become a Republican.
By Ed Brock
It is 2 a.m. last Sunday and I am standing on the sand at Myrtle Beach, a partial moon overhead and a string of high-rises to my back. The waves are surging onto the shore, licking the sand and then fading just at my feet.