Columns

Remember that deluxe apartment in the sky-y-y?

In 2007 the farmers cooperative for which I work relocated its maintenance shop from the back lot to a building with actual road frontage. As editor of the company newsletter, I couldn’t resist reporting the change with the headline “We’re movin’ on up.

In era of expect the unexpected, one decision did shock

To say that it was an interesting year is to say that the Earth rotates around the sun, something that isn’t as slam dunk as it would appear. Ask Galileo.

Pay attention if you hear a rooster crow

In the days before Powerball and other Win Big schemes began to inspire visions of instant wealth, the best way to get rich quick in Louisiana was to find buried treasure. In my experience it has probably been the only way — aside from finding oil on the old family farm.

Will Rogers knew Congress too well

As we head into the New Year, the approval ratings of the U.S. Congress are still at historic lows. After bottoming out at 12% last February, Congressional approval is now hovering at a sorry 17%.

Trump tweets the merry out of Christmas

Will somebody please tell Donald Trump he won? I’m sure he’s seen the official results by now. I’m sure he knows he’ll be moving back into the White House on January 20. But he’s still acting like he’s on the campaign trail.

It is not a dumb idea to buy Greenland

President Trump stirred up a hornet’s nest recently as he proposed that the U.S. try to buy Greenland. Many political observers rolled their eyes. Buy another country? Has the Prez thrown out another wacky suggestion and is this really a good idea? Actually, yes.

National debt is beyond comprehension

The U.S. Debt Clock says our country is in hock for more than $36 trillion. How massive is a trillion dollars? Consider this comparison from ThoughtCo — if you earn $45,000 a year, it would take you: – 22 years to amass $1 million dollars. – 22 thousand years to amass $1 billion dollars.

How will you celebrate the ‘Y2K bug’ 25th anniversary?

My wife recalls the night of December 31, 1999 as a time of anxiety and trepidation. (Of course she views every night as a time of anxiety and trepidation. Okay, I’ll trim my toenails! Are you satisfied???

Resolve to record long memories this year

Whatever gift for storytelling that I may have began when I was quite young, sitting at my grandfather Gallaugher’s knee. My ears, and those of all of his grandchildren, would perk up when he said, “I remember the time when …” and begin to tell a tale.

What I want for Christmas, but won’t get

Every year a few weeks before Christmas, my sweet wife asks me what I’d like for Christmas. And every year, I tell her, “Nothing! I’d rather spend our money on the kids,” meaning our three now semi-grown (but fully-spoiled) daughters.