Local Commentaries

Broken windows

In 1969, Phillip Zimbardo abandoned two cars on opposite ends of the country. A lot of people don’t know that, because they’re so focused on how he basically created nazis in 1971 at Stanford. But there’s more to Zimbardo than manufacturing fascism, y’all. Come on. One car he ...

Positive parking

Ever read one of those crazy stories about a court case or a governmental decision that goes something like this: “This decision overturned a previous decision to rescind a law that overturned a ban on the elimination of a restriction on line 7 of paragraph 6 of regulation 9.9 of the city ...

Bringing the world together

Every couple of years the athletes of the world come together to compete. This year is it is the Winter Olympics. I especially enjoy watching the winter games. The last week I have been up early to watch curling. I fell in love with the sport a few years ago. I cannot tell you why I ...

Leftovers

As true New England Yankee, my mom preached “Waste not, want not.” If there’s some use left in something, hang onto it and make it work, was one of my credos growing up. I seem to have failed in the leftover food department. Right now my refrigerator would rival any chemistry lab in ...

‘That is basically Stacey’s Super Bowl’

I love a lot of things. I love the organic smell of wet, fluffy topsoil. And every single dog on Earth. I love the way snickerdoodles are rough on the outside, but soft and warm on the inside, when they’ve just exited the oven. I love that feeling just before you fall asleep, when ...

You’re on the clock

A tale of two cities. A tale of two teams. A tale of two roads. Whatever you want to call it, the end result is the same. One decision process takes you one way, and another process takes you another. As I, among the millions upon millions of NFL fans watched the sport’s biggest game of ...

Valentine memories

When you look around lately everything seems to be coming up red, pink, and white. The stores had the stuff for Valentine’s Day out before the Christmas stuff was put away. We never did much for Valentine’s Day - after I got married. Before we married my beau brought me candies in one ...

The Great American Hornswoggle

When Tim ‘haz a mad’, he generally hangs on to it for awhile. Last month, he had a mad. We pay our bills online for the most part. When our satellite television did not send us a bill for a three month period, Tim (aka Mr. Reliable) just continued paying the bill. Towards the end of ...

‘Do you know how to spell…?’

I once heard the following dialogue... “Do you know how to spell ‘legitimately’?” “It’s the only way I know how to spell.” At the Warren County School District Spelling Bee, the pressure is on the young people trying to spell the words. On Thursday, they made it look ...

When bullies cry

I attended a meeting of the Bully’s Liberation League the other day. Following are excerpts from the conversation. The names have been changed to protect the guilty and the comments listed in alphabetical order. “Hi, my name is Alfred and I’m a bully.” “Hi Alfred,” everyone ...

Psychopaths and peculiarly-emotional girls

The first and only boy to proclaim his love for me—as a chubby, and painfully introverted, little girl—also threatened to kill the entire third-grade class. He was a new kid with behavioral problems (clearly), and one day, as we all lined up for lunch, he proclaimed that he was a ...

History… and not much else

February is full of fun history. And not, actually, a whole lot else, it turns out. Take Groundhog Day, for instance. Did you know that Groundhog Day is basically a modern version of a pagan holiday? Here. C’mere. I’m going to whisper a little secret in your ear: Pagans were here ...

Love letter to Jamestown

A few weekends ago, I went to the movies and saw Lady Bird, a typical coming of age tale about a girl who is at war with where she’s from. Christine “Lady Bird” McPherson, the film’s heroine, believes all her problems can be left behind in Sacramento, at her parents’ house. A ...

Absolutely perfect

The Princess of Boston is a Teenager. It happened this week. Those of you who are regular readers of my ramblings are probably shaking your head - as I have been. Didn’t she just write about that little preschooler a couple of years ago? Well yes, but “the couple of years” turns out ...

Favorite haunts from years ago

Here I want to reminisce about the places that I ate when I was growing up. Incidentally, none of them are still around. My favorite place to go for Sunday dinner was Rusch's restaurant. I recall reading the menu and wondering what "chicken fricassee" was. Grandma told me it would be like ...

Afterthoughts

An occasional collection of vignettes from events and public meetings in Warren County that never make it into news stories because...well, you’ll see. Central issue Board meetings in large spaces with many people around sometimes lend themselves to communications problems. At a ...

My former self

There is a neat series of ads running to promote some kind of educational service. They feature an adult and a sort of look-alike who is much younger. The younger person represents the adult when the adult was, say 12 years old. They have a sort of conversation about who they were, who they ...

His favorite diner

“I need a column idea,” I said as I sat down to my cousin’s birthday dinner. It was Friday night, and we’d all gathered to celebrate his... 29th? 30th? I don’t know, this is kind of a sordid family sore spot, truth be told. But we were celebrating him, and his birth, an unknown ...

Korean experience

It was a cold winter morning in Korea. The morning started out like any normal morning. I arose from bed, got dressed, and then I went to breakfast. After breakfast, I went to my first class for the day. It was a class on a flamethrower. A lieutenant was conducting the class. Everything was ...

‘Night, night, Batman’

I currently have seven nieces and nephews whose second birthdays have come and gone, and I have thoroughly enjoyed my role as the “fun uncle.” Over the years, I have been able to buy them the toys that are too loud and insanely annoying, introduce them to superheroes, and make desperate ...