OPINION: Object, call out, denounce, but don’t let it make you mad. Not just because that’s what they want, but because the author and their argument are not worth your emotional energy.
"Can you tell me where a bus stop is?"
A lot of people have been slagging Gov. Rick Scott for his extravagant inauguration festivities last Tuesday.
Pilot: “Please make sure that your valuables are secured and your seat and dinner tray are in the upright, locked position as we prepare for takeoff.”
I have been given the opportunity to address the biggest news story of the year for anyone within a 15-mile radius of The Swamp.
I have a confession to make, and it’s not going to be easy. I’ve carried this burden for many years, and I’m not quite sure how to just bare it for all to see. I’m told confession is cathartic, so here goes: I don’t like Christmas music.
A friend of mine was required to watch “Singing in the Rain” for a class last week. She, like all blue-blooded Americans who have anything remotely close to a heart, loved the movie that tells the whimsical, fictitious story of the first talking movies. This prompted me to look up some of the singing and dancing numbers from the film. As I browsed through “Make ‘em Laugh,” “Singing in the Rain,” etc., I realized something: We settle for some sorry excuses for pop stars these days.
Pamela Raymond is a former nurse who lives in the quaint city of Morristown, Vt. And according to the state, Raymond is a murderer.
UF student Nirav N. Patel was quoted Wednesday as saying “I feel like we’re still segregated here. It sucks being in an old southern school.”
Solutions by The State News
