The General Assembly did not meet this week, so I thought I would talk about why I believe so much in public education.
This past week, one of the world's most famous and influential men made a major announcement concerning our global future. But you might have missed it because America's national news media was obsessing over President Obama's State of the Union address.
Leftists and progressives believe that the U.S. should become more like Europe. They praise Europe's massive welfare state, socialized medicine and stifling economic regulation and accept its unwillingness to defend itself against barbarism. I wonder whether America's leftists and progressives want to import some of Europe's barbaric extremism associated with its Muslim population.
In 1897, a young girl named Virginia O'Hanlon got into an argument with her classmate over whether Santa Claus was real. Her classmates teased her and called her names because she believed in him.
In the medical profession, there is the admonition primum non nocere, the Latin expression for "first, do no harm." In order not to do harm, at the minimum, requires accurate diagnostics. Suppose a patient presents with abdominal pains, and the physician diagnoses it as caused by the patient's ingrown toenails. If that isn't the cause, the physician can spend all the resources he wants treating the patient's ingrown toenails and not remedy the patient's abdominal pains.
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It's a well-known observation that whenever businessmen get together, sooner or later their conversation turns to how to best separate consumers from their money (which is why businesses, in reality, exist).
An alarming Gallup poll published earlier this year is still sending shockwaves throughout the business community: Most American workers either hate their jobs or don't care one way or the other about them.
The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines an enabler as "one who enables another to persist in self-destructive behavior." Enablers do so "by providing excuses or by making it possible to avoid the consequences of such behavior."
My name is Ralph Edward Brown. I'm currently an eighth-grade student at the Newton County Theme School. This summer, I had the opportunity to attend the Junior National Young Leaders Conference (JrNYLC) in Washington, D.C. I was one of 294 scholars from around the country identified as a future leader. This was an awesome experience for me. Thanks go to my seventh-grade teacher, Ms. Holly Kaas, for nominating me and serving as my mentor.
Why is it that natural gas sells in the United States for $3.94 per 1,000 cubic feet and in Europe and Japan for $11.60 and $17, respectively?
In Friday's paper, we ran a story about the "tyrant" geese of Covington; if you missed it, you can read it at covnews.com.
Animal activists in June praised the decision by the director of the National Institutes of Health to retire 300 of this country's 360 chimpanzees used for medical research to sanctuaries in the next few years.
We were more than pleased and proud to learn that one of Newton County's own, the late superintendent of schools and the founder of the 4-H movement George Claud Adams, is to be inducted Sept. 20 into the Georgia Agricultural Hall of Fame.
This past month has been eventful and unusual.
This is a story about heroes - good people doing good things. The cast of characters in this performance shares one thing in common: They are strangers to one another.
My sister is having some renovations done to her house and is momentarily out of bathrooms. So she has been staying with me intermittently.
I overheard something funny as I was munching on a sweet snack last month. I didn't catch much of the conversation, but I did hear, "I need hot fudge." I thought it was hilarious.
Another week, another controversy in official Washington.
Last week, a federal judge ordered Health and Human Services Secretary Kathleen Sebelius to allow 10-year-old Sarah Murnaghan, who suffers from cystic fibrosis, to be moved to the adult lung transplant list. She then got her potentially lifesaving transplant.
My favorite memory of my father isn't a memory at all - or, at least it's not mine. It's a tale told years ago by his older sister about Dad's first day at elementary school in the south Georgia town where they were born.