If I had to nominate one sound that epitomized the history of south Louisiana, I would be mightily tempted to suggest the chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff, chuff-chuff-chuff of a steam locomotive leaning into its load as it pulled out of a depot or freigh
I’m sure that regular readers of this column think all I ever talk about, write about, ruminate on and care about is abortion.
I’m a Tina Turner fan, but she got it wrong in her hit a few years back called “We don’t need another hero.” The song goes on to say:
We don’t need to know the way home, ooh
All we want is life beyond Thunderdome.
It’s one of the best days of the year and we owe our gratitude to the remarkable man who made it possible.
Feb. 1 is National Freedom Day and its origin is as wonderful as is freedom itself.
Not everyone does Valentine’s Day well.
A significant number of people are too unromantic, lazy, cheap or unimaginative to make the best of the occasion.
When Charlie was right, he was right
It’s always good when people take time out of their busy schedules to protest what they believe to be an injustice.
And the Cradle of Liberty, good old Philadelphia, is the place to be for protests of all kinds, as we saw last week.
In 1790. Alexander Hamilton and Thomas Jefferson, by that time bitter rivals serving together in Washington’s Cabinet, dined privately with James Madison and struck a deal.
Groundhog Day cannot come soon enough.
It’s the thick of winter. Cabin fever is setting in. Incivility is worse than ever.
Middle-class philanthropy may be dying.