Life, Darwin noted, involves constant struggle. Indeed, one of the great paradoxes of existence is that life is always seeking and striving for balance — and yet if perfect balance were ever achieved, life would cease to exist, or at least cease to be meaningful.
Thanks, college football powers-that-be, for the new and improved football playoff experience. Now please don’t hesitate to take the next step.
Each year, after Christmas, I like to take a few moments to evaluate my gift-giving experience — and, even more importantly, my gift-receiving experience.
Welcome to another edition of “Stupid things I have said.” Once again, I find myself severely limited in terms of space, but if you want to read every one of the stupid things I said over the past year, you can find all my columns online in the Gwinnett Daily Post archives.
Last week, in the first installment of this two-part series aimed at married guys, I talked about three things any good wife wants.
A couple of months ago, I wrote a pair of columns aimed at married women about “what your husband really wants.” This time around, in the interests of fairness, balance, and gender equity, I’d like to address the husbands.
What happens to a free society when those charged with uncovering truth decide instead that advancing a cause, however dubious, is more important?
The problem for Georgia fans is that they have a good football program, maybe even a very good football program. It’s just not an elite football program, one that competes regularly for national championships. Whatever the reason, the Dawgs can’t seem to get over that hump.
Seriously, guys, do we really need a Public Service Announcement featuring NFL players to teach us not to hit women?
Last week, specifically addressing married women, I wrote about three things your husband wants from your relationship — assuming he’s a decent guy. Here are four more.
Assuming your guy is a keeper, there are certain things he wants from a relationship that you probably ought to be aware of — and some of them might surprise you.
When I hear the talking heads profess shock and dismay over the latest athletic scandal at the University of North Carolina, I have to wonder if their angst is manufactured.
Between 1904 and 1912, newspaperman Ambrose Bierce penned a series of columns for the Hearst newspapers offering his satirical definitions of everyday terms, which he later compiled into a single volume under the title “The Devil’s Dictionary.”
Like most Georgians — heck, most Americans — I currently suffer from EFS: Election Fatigue Syndrome. Symptoms include an aversion to telephones and a growing conviction that everything politicians say is a lie.
Don’t wish your life away, and your kids’ lives away, waiting for them to grow up. Trust me, they will, and all too soon.
If you’re dissatisfied with the public schools yet not sold on any of the alternatives, let me share some of the strategies my wife and I used to help our four children not only survive but thrive in public school and beyond.
I recently heard a pundit opine that America was founded on the principle of equality. Really? Did Patrick Henry say, “Give me equality or give me death”? Does the Pledge of Allegiance end, “with equality and justice for all”?
When it comes to topics like “climate change” and the origins of the universe, leftists are all about “the science.” They’re inordinately proud of their “data” — even if they occasionally have to make some up.
Here is the Southern Citizenship Examination. Choose the best answer to each question. And try not to screw up too bad, bless your heart.
As fathers, we all want our sons to grow up to be loving husbands, involved fathers, and contributing members of society. That doesn’t happen by accident.
After 27 years as a professor, not to mention eight years of undergraduate and graduate coursework, I’ve learned a little about what it takes to succeed in college. I’d like to share with today’s students some tips that I wish someone had shared with me 35 years ago.
Columnist Rob Jenkins says to enjoy your football while you still can. For one thing, the game is between a rock and hard place — or perhaps between a helmet and helmet — when it comes to injuries. With players getting bigger and faster every year, the number of season-ending injuries to big-name stars seems to be increasing exponentially.
Don’t let anyone tell you Common Core is about improving education for our children. It’s not. It’s about creating more mindless drones for the corporate salt mines while making local schools even more beholden to Washington.
Having a good marriage is a lot of hard work. But having a bad marriage is easy. You just need to do three simple things.
If you want to know what’s wrong with our political system, look no further than last week’s runoff elections.
In the run-up to the World Cup, and during the first two weeks of the tournament itself, all we heard was how crazy Americans were about soccer — finally.
As the father of a young daughter, you have an awesome responsibility: Your little girl will form her initial judgments about men from watching you.
Watching LeBron James play in the recent NBA playoffs reminded me of myself. OK, maybe I ought to clarify that last statement a little bit.
The things I’ve done wrong as a parent could probably fill up several columns, and maybe a police report or two. (Note to DFACS: Just kidding. No need to add to your 3,000-case backlog on my account.)
I’m not quite as old as Don Sutton, but I did enjoy playing multiple sports when I was a kid. The idea of specializing in one and training for it year round would have seemed absurd. For the most part, we didn’t even have organized teams, except for little league baseball, until we were in junior high.
I’ve been a father for just over half my life — definitely the better half. Before kids, I was pretty self-absorbed. After my first child was born, the word “absorb” took on a whole new meaning.
Whoever said “Love means never having to say you’re sorry” was obviously never married. Because being married means having to say you’re sorry all the time, even when you’re not.
Sometimes you just have to show your love by serving your spouse, whether your efforts are reciprocated or not. That’s kind of what love means.
In other words, most people believe that commitment follows love. But one of the secrets to a long and happy marriage is understanding that, in reality, true love follows undying commitment.
Most of us are familiar with the old saying, “opposites attract,” as well as its corollary: “But likes stay together.”
I have been married for 31 years. And if that’s due mostly to the grace of God and that fact that my wife is a saint, I’m sure many of you guys can relate.
Watching the Bundy situation unfold, I can’t help but conclude that it’s an allegory for modern-day America. In this morality tale, “federal land” represents the entire country — and we’re the cows, blissfully munching on government grass, until some bureaucrat decides we shouldn’t be allowed and sends in the assault teams and the backhoe.
I really do like Facebook. I just don’t like like it.
I’ve always believed that, if we ever want to reform Washington, we have to end automatic withholding. If every family in America had to write a check to the federal government every April, 90 percent of the nonsense going on in the nation’s capital would end overnight.
Recently, in a move welcomed by Republican legislators, the Republican-dominated State Board of Education instituted a new, “tougher” teacher evaluation linked to “student performance” (read: scores on standardized tests) that they imagine will “create better schools.”
I have to say, even based on my limited experience, being a grandparent is at least as good: all the joy and wonder of parenthood, without some of the hassles. And if that explanation doesn’t help you understand — well, it’s the best I can do with the words I have.
Dual Enrollment is one of those things that sounds almost too good to be true — except, of course, that it is true. And yet it might just be the best-kept secret in America.
Going to university is still worth it, if you play it smart
You might be pleased to know that, through a connection in the NSA — where I almost went to work several years ago, but that’s another story — I have managed to obtain an advanced, “beta” copy of the new SAT test.
It’s not that I don’t enjoy those actors’ work or admire their talent. I do. I have no problem going to see their movies. I’ll just skip the annual, sanctimonious propaganda fest known as the Academy Awards.
With mid-term elections still more than eight months off, this column might be premature. Then again, I’m already hearing political ads on the radio, so maybe my timing isn’t so bad — especially since I hope to start a grass-roots movement.
If this column seems a bit iffy, feel free to blame it on my lack of exercise.
We can observe this growing societal narcissism, too, on social media sites like Facebook and Instagram. I have Facebook “friends” (some of them family members) who seemingly post a selfie a day.
Spending time on Facebook tends to make me angry —mostly because of all the political memes people post. Whether I disagree with the poster’s politics or agree and think our way of life faces imminent destruction, either way I’m angry, often for hours afterward.
Among the startling revelations that President Obama shared in last week’s State of the Union address was this gem: Some people make more money than others.