Clayton News Daily | News for Friday, September 10, 2004

Voting between a rock-head and a hard sell - Ed Brock

This is going to be complicated, so stick with me, OK?

Best friends are hard to come by - Kathy Jefcoats

I don't have a lot of friends. I know a lot of people but it isn't the same thing. I would say my best friend is my husband but my best girlfriend is Claudia. She lives in Jones County, which is where we met working at the same newspaper about 10 years ago. She is just three years younger than my mom, who was 15 when she married in August 1959 and 16 when I was born in October 1960, but you wouldn't guess her age by her activity and interests.

Waves of atavism in poker room - Justin Boron

The urge to gamble in Georgia is experienced much like an alcoholic on a Sunday, eager for a drink, but swimming in a trough of despondency because of Georgia blue laws.

Republican voters - enough is enough - Rob Felt

"It's absolutely essential that eight weeks from today, on Nov. 2, we make the right choice, because if we make the wrong choice then the danger is that we'll get hit again and we'll be hit in a way that will be devastating from the standpoint of the United States." ?Vice President Dick Cheney during a campaign speech in Iowa on Sept. 7.

The neurology of inaction - Greg Gelpi

A sharp succession of freeze-frame images.

Floridians need our assistance - April Avison

Over the weekend, as we Georgians noticed all the Florida license plates rolling through town, those who came from Florida braced for a scary experience.

Police chief's search flawed, committee members say

By Justin Boron

Skeletons in the president's closet - Zach Porter

One day it might be nice to run for president. But when I was little I stole a pack of gum from the grocery store. CNN or Fox news might pick up on that question my ability to lead this country. Thus far in my life I've never served in the military and thank God that I will not have to face any scrutiny over my nonexistent record. Not that it matters much, others would still be digging through the trash for anything to smear across the front page. Did I cheat on a test in the 9th grade? Oooohhhhh, got me!