OPINION — Just in case you haven’t been following the summer Olympics currently taking place in Paris, France, I’ve decided to offer an update on the proceedings, as a public service. So far it’s largely been a dumpster fire. And not the good kind, with exploding paint cans and toxic fumes and all that fun stuff.
OPINION — Life is fraught with difficult questions. Why is a nickel bigger than a dime? Why does Hawaii have an interstate highway? Why are hot dogs sold in packages of ten while hot dog buns are sold in packages of eight? What does ‘fraught’ mean, anyway? Is it even a word?
For those of you who’ve been living in a box of Post Toasties behind a dumpster for the past year or so, there’s a total solar eclipse scheduled for Monday, April 8.
Noah ‘Soggy’ Sweat was a judge, law professor, and Mississippi state representative back in the day, but his primary claim to fame is a speech he made before the Mississippi legislature in 1952, when he was only 29 years old, concerning prohibition.
OPINION — Ever since I was a kid I’ve enjoyed football. Not soccer, which everyone outside the US calls football. Real football. The sport of kings. A game that’s so rough the players have to wear padding under their jammies to keep from getting damaged too bad. A head-to-head standoff between two teams of six players on an 80- by 40-yard field of grass. Or maybe rocks. And dirt. Lots of dirt. You need the dirt to soak up the blood.
