NOTES TO CARL | LESSONS IN MEDIOCRITY
Randy Seaver, a grumpy old guy, offers advice to his grandson and howls at the moon
Maine Democrats | 30 days ago: "Troy Jackson doesn't have what it takes to be governor." (Captures only 29 percent of primary voters following RCV process, finishing in third place) Maine Democrats | Today: "Troy Jackson is the best possible candidate to take on incumbent Susan Collins for her U.S. Senate seat." . https://www.youtube.com/shorts/jPopF49yJr8?feature=share "Life … Continue reading Scratching my head
The United States is a deeply flawed nation, but it is an exceptional country. We must always strive toward equality and remember that life is not fair.
Fifteen years ago, what happened in Biddeford on Tuesday would have been unimaginable . . . but in the context of today’s Biddeford, Roch Angers’ brutal defeat for a seat on the York County Commissioners board was quite predictable.
Enlisting in the Air Force, selling industrial tools, working on a reservation and contemplating the priesthood are all part of the family legacy archive that I am leaving for my future grandson, Carl
God smiled upon me, and I was able to cap off my much-ballyhooed, mini vacation in the best way possible last night, spending time with my good friend Parke Burmeister.
The value of historical context when writing community news. Case in point, the meteoric rise of a local politician, Ryan Fecteau
Bill took me under his wing and offered me advice with his warm grin and elder-statesmen sense of discipline. He was always quick to smile and had a deep laugh.
Dearest Marlee, There is an old saying in journalism that you should never bury the Lede (lead). You should always say the most important stuff at the top. I have broken that rule time and time again, most notably -- and regretfully -- when it comes to my communication with you. I hope someday that … Continue reading An Open Letter to My Daughter
According to a recent feature story in the Aspen Daily News, Robinson was a journalist’s journalist: “dogged and irreverent kind of journalist — the type who wouldn’t take BS if it was served on a silver platter and knew a government meeting was good material if you could write about it with verve.”
In a nutshell, the First Amendment does NOT allow you to publicly demonstrate how big of a moron you are and how few active brain cells you possess.
NOTES TO CARL | LESSONS IN MEDIOCRITY 