Columns

Ah, Gentle Reader, the last few days have been filled with unusual, noteworthy occurrences, haven’t they?
For instance, a certain element, which is usually almost fulsome in its praise for the late Ronald Reagan and all his works, has forgotten, or maybe never knew of, his adventure in bombing Col. Gadhafi’s compound in Tripoli.
As we recall, he didn’t trouble the Congress with his plans, he just did it, and as a result the Col. had a complete conversion and behaved himself for several years thereafter.

Like you, I’m pretty much a very, very loyal grocery shopper.
Over the years, I’ve chosen to spend money with folks who spend theirs with me.
Hence, I search their ads in the newspaper each week to determine what I am going to buy where.
I honestly can’t recall a moment when I went out on a “jag” and plunked down serious cash for an item I hadn’t thought out.
Well, I guess I do have to admit I once rushed out to a convenience store on Christmas morning for batteries for one of Jon Clark’s Christmas gifts.

By Gerald Largen

We wonder why the preachers of the ilk of Pat Robertson, Jerry Falwell, et al., who have always been so vociferous in assigning great disasters, such as floods, earthquakes, tornados and hurricanes, to God’s wrath as punishment for man’s shortcomings of a Liberal nature, but remain totally silent when such disasters have befallen areas dominated by those of a Conservative nature.