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Today's Opinions

  • Speaking of electric cars, discrimination, Christmas

    Column as I see ’em...

    A question for those of you who think the answer for America’s auto industry woes is for the Big Three to build electric cars: What happens when tens of millions of people pull into their driveways after work and plug them in?

    Might not be too terrible a problem here, but when it’s 90 degrees on the West Coast, California already experiences brown outs due to its aging and inadequate electric grid.

    Ditto the Northeast.

  • Trojan icon is more than a football coach

    I never thought I could become a Southern Cal football fan. Maybe it’s because of the way they repeatedly run roughshod over my University of Michigan Wolverines in the Rose Bowl.

    It wasn’t always that way. The Michiganders swamped the Trojans 49-0 in the 1949 Rose Bowl. But that’s ancient history and I didn’t become a Wolverine fan until the 1970s when I moved to Michigan. Since then it has been all University of Southern California. They whipped U of M 14-3 in 1970, 14-6 in 1972, 28-14 in 2004, and 32-18 two years ago.

  • It’s time to print our own money

    In dribs and drabs, Lawrenceburg’s business community is shrinking nearly every week as small businesses continue to go under.

    As a community, we can sit back and wait for someone in Frankfort or Washington, D.C., to sprinkle pixie dust on the economy and get it back on track, or we can take matters into our own hands.

  • A different way to spread holiday cheer

    A Mountain Dew sits to my left and a bag of Doritos sits behind it. When I go home tonight, I know that I’ll either have something to cook for dinner or the money to go to the grocery store and find it.

    I say this not to remind you of how much junk food I eat, but to remind you that I’m one of the lucky ones — I have food to eat.

    A very giving group of people — led by Tamara Williams — is hosting a dinner tomorrow night at Emma B. Ward Elementary as a fundraiser for those who aren’t so lucky.

  • Preserving Cason family history

    Unlike my wife, who can trace her heritage directly to ancestors who fought in the Revolutionary War, I don’t know a whole lot about my family’s history.

    I know that my ancestors migrated from Virginia to Kentucky a couple hundred years ago and that they were originally from Great Britain and Ireland. But I don’t know much else about my forefathers.

  • The U.S. economy — fish or foul?

    Does anyone else find it more than a little bizarre that so many heretofore ardent capitalists have turned to a form of socialism to bail out Wall Street, big banking and possibly the big three auto companies?

    But that is exactly what has been happening since the massive financial meltdown began.

    And why is it that when poor folks receive government assistance the well-to-do label it as welfare, but those same moneyed people think it’s OK when their failing businesses receive welfare in the form of a government handout/bailout?

  • A mold that should never be broken

    God has a special mold from which he creates firefighters.

    There can be no other rational explanation for why people who otherwise appear completely sane and in command of their facilities would willingly enter burning buildings and risk their lives for, usually, the mere belongings of people they often don’t even know.

    So what drives these men and women from virtually every walk and station in life to show up at the local fire hall and volunteer?

  • Spreading the movement of love

    To write love on her arms.

    I’d seen those six words in pictures, on T-shirts, in advertisements and on websites too many times to count. “Those aren’t just a random set of words,” I’ve thought to myself. “There has to be a meaning behind them.”

    But as often happens, my mind would wander and I’d quickly forget those six words until the next time I saw them somewhere. Then, sadly, the process would repeat itself.