I believe that removing Bishop Robert Finn from his diocesan duty will not solve the problems we’re having today. How do we know that his successor would better handle the lawsuits he’d certainly inherit, without mentioning the funds the diocese spent in legal fees and punitive damages?
Here are a few facts most people don’t realize when they sign up for Obamacare:
Clay Chastain is again in the news about a light-rail plan he campaigned for years ago and still persists like a madness, like a carnival of mystic pursuit, like a sinister merry-go-round of ghost horses, like that dream that makes for a restless nightmare in the middle of the night.
Going eye-to-eye with a possum, a citfied dimwit tries mightily to protect the chicken coop. Then he calls Granny.
Our children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren will be the recipients of a national debt enormous in size, which will cause sadness and harm if we don’t act. Our U.S. government needs to take helpful action.
Pure partisanship on the part of Republican members of the House of Representatives is a categorical example of abuse of power while they accuse that of President Barack Obama.
It’s nice to be wanted and all, but being dubbed an “essential” employee on the day the city gets buried in snow is an honor I could have done without.
Once again, middle-class homeowners in the Center School District are getting gouged with another school tax increase (1-8, 816, “Falling property values boost tax rates in Center, Fort Osage”). Most homeowners’ taxes are already going up because of last year’s reassessment even though home values are still well below what they were several years ago.
Just one badass move a year can do wonders to shake up my life for the better, test my character and put some fire in my belly.
Some people love surprises and some don’t. I’m not saying that one way is better than the other. That’s just the only way I allow myself to stereotype people. Forget political or religious differences; this is the meat and potatoes of life right here.
There are few things I dread more than a school project.
A middle school poster looks like an exercise designed to shock.
I am really bad at the who business of visual documentation.
Not one member of Congress chooses between buying food or needed medication. No members of Congress agonize over paying utility bills, rent or a mortgage because their paycheck stretches only so far because of chronic wage stagnation.
Many of the right-wingers who cry and moan about Obamacare should step back, take a breath and try to remember the Republican debacle of trying to fix our broken health care system in the early 2000s. First we had the Medicare Reform Act, when that bill showed its true colors by raising prescription costs on seniors.
With foot in the door, aspiring writer worked his way up from the bottom rung of the ladder to the second from the bottom rung. And there, he says, he remains today.
Ah, “the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.”
America is quickly becoming a country of haves and have-nots.
Location, challenges, interests, careers and a wild, mad variety of other things bring people together. They also keep people together. When a common bond breaks it doesn’t mean the friendship ends, but it does change.
A 2014 New Year’s resolution for President Barack Obama “Is to be Honest with the American People.” In 2013 there was much talk from Obama saying, if you like you’re insurance/doctor you can keep them under Obamacare.
I figured it was pretty pointless to pretend I could remember and pass along any lessons learned during the last 12 months. That leaves me with the option of looking ahead to 2014 and coming up with some resolutions for living a better life or being a better person.
Pope Francis has asked all Christian churches to reunite as the Body of Christ and encouraged leaders to worship together in sacramental union. All I can say is, “The Catholic Church has come a long way!”
It’s that time of year, again.
As I waited in my car for a friend to come out of the house and get into my vehicle, I watched a letter carrier delivering mail in 23-degree weather. Luckily it was sunny with only a mild breeze.
Recently, I asked my father, “What was Christmas like when you were a kid, during the war?” This was a good time to ask, because, I had to get my mind off the constant drum of Macy’s “magic.”