At the risk of pre-empting this column, I encourage readers to read The Dispatch’s Thursday editorial: “Our View: Thoughts and prayers for the Second Amendment”
This past weekend, well before Tuesday’s school shooting in Uvalde, Texas, a friend sent a political cartoon from “The Economist,” a British weekly magazine.
For the past couple of days, I’ve been listening to Republican politicians offer their solutions to mass shootings such as the one in Texas that killed 19 elementary school teachers and two teachers.
At the Mississippi Mudbug Festival in May, a shooting occurred. One person was killed and at least five were wounded at what should have been a great family event.
Sid Salter: Gas price nightmare, exacerbated by stagnant gas taxes, will impact future road maintenance
American taxpayers, who are also gasoline customers, are in an economic vise on questions of the cost of gasoline and the tax revenue gasoline purchases generate for future high construction and maintenance.
For the last 20 years before COVID, I had loved my job doing research. Digging, twists and turns, the “ah ha” moments, and following trails even when they ended at a dead end were all captivating. Doing research, writing a column, caretaking a home, along with a family, six ducks, four rabbits, eight goldfish, two cats, errands, chores, exercise classes, visiting friends, and church activities took up all my time.
Most dominant Mississippi high school sports team in history?
It was 1974 when I happened to be roaming the halls of the MUW Art Department and bumped into the woman who would become my wife.
I took a 40-year break between my junior and senior year in college. At the time I dropped out of school I had no student loan debt. When I returned to complete my degree at Mississippi State I lived primarily on student loans, supplemented with a part-time job at the B-Quik convenience store.
Sid Salter: Mistrust, political division, and isolation threaten more than elections, economic policies
Pew Center Research reflects a widely shared belief in this nation that distrust of the federal government and distrust among fellow Americans is a fundamental obstacle to finding meaningful solutions to the problems that confront our country.
It looks like summer has arrived except for strong breezes and the greening of the trees, grass and flowers. Last week I checked when and where the sun was at points throughout the day.
“Was that an alligator?”
It was Thursday morning. An hour earlier Laird Bagnall and I had dropped our kayaks in the Tenn-Tom a mile downstream at Vienna Landing, an isolated launch 10 miles due south of Aliceville.
As predicted months ago, Mississippi is now the epicenter of America’s divisive, bitter abortion rights debate.
Spring brings with it so many changes in the Prairie, it’s hard to take it all in. Each season has a beauty of its own. What looked barren only a month ago is now lush and green. The fields with its blowing wheat-colored sedge have now been bush-hogged, replaced by pale green tender growing vegetation. We rarely cut the sedge field in the fall unless to make trails. Deer find safe bedding in the tall sedge.
I first heard the story of Mrs. Munroe from my grandmother when I was a small child. It is the local must-tell ghost story for children, for it always happens just as the story says.
It’s Military Appreciation month! April was the month of the military child, and on Mother’s Day I find myself reflecting upon those times I felt I utterly failed as a Mom, but there’s no way to know it now.
From 1964 to1969, the music scene in the Columbus area exploded following the “British Invasion” and the flood of “soul music” from Memphis, Muscle Shoals and Motown.
My dad was not an educated man, at least as far as formal education goes. But neither was he a dummy.
Almost since statehood, Mississippi has failed to scratch the surface of its potential.
The latest skirmish in the nation’s highly partisan, often logically erratic fight over the broad topic of immigration is being fought over the Biden Administration’s plan to rescind an obscure public health law written 78 years ago to stop the spread of communicable diseases like tuberculosis.
As I write this it’s been another beautiful sunny day. The weather report said rain would pass through, but it never happened. Now that temperatures have been rising to the 80s, I thought it time to bring out the greenhouse plants.