As a boy, I only saw my father every other weekend when he’d come pick up me in Jacksonville and take me down to his house near Gainesville. My father was a racist. I don’t think he really thought of…
Yesterday, Adam Yauch of the Beastie Boys died. Of cancer. He was 47. I wasn’t much of a Beastie Boys fan, but it’s sad that a young man died of cancer, nonetheless. And it makes me wonder. I am 47…
Don’t color outside the lines. Don’t dilly dally. Don’t forget to brush your teeth. Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t give me that look, mister. Don’t cross the street without looking both ways. Don’t throw it right down the middle of…
On May 8, 2012, I am going to a polling station in Charlotte, NC, to cast a vote against taking people’s rights away. That’s right, there’s an amendment on the ballot designed to remove certain rights from certain people and the…
To be a good American is to be a contributing member of society. And to be a contributing member of society means being a functioning part of America’s commercial engine. At our core, all Americans are resources of money. Pie…
