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In my last post ( In the absence of leisure, where is art? ), I reinforced the conceit that people who are "cultured" (i.e., read ...

In the second installment of its series on the shrinking middle class ( The Devalued American Worker , December 15, 2014), the Washington...

Why blog? This is a question I've asked myself recently whenever I guiltily remember that I still have one. It's certainly not for...

I am in the midst of filing this year's FAFSA for I-guy's college funding and so, today, I am going through the little pieces of pap...

Occupy Wall Street resonates with me because I was once young, out of college, and unable to find work . Even then,  it was hard to find ga...

Unfortunately, my work experience and graduate degree are in two professions that seem to be disappearing. Everyone knows about newspaper...

Ever since I subscribed to Groupon a few months ago, I've been receiving short, witty blurbs in my Inbox everyday, each enthusiastical...

"The Wilkersons’ costliest board was the 1972 painting Water Dreaming at Kalipinypa, a dazzling patchwork of stippled, dotted and cross...

In my last post , I tried to get all philosophical about the ridiculous cost of private colleges, and how this is going to push out more cre...

Just finished the Smithsonian magazine article on Wayne B. Wheeler , the forgotten man behind Prohibition. Though the story was full of inte...

I’d like to say that the reason I became a reporter at a daily newspaper in North Carolina was because I had a burning desire to investigate...

I got this strange email today: This is Shiela from hp-ink-cartridges.org. We stumbled on your blog while searching for Hp Ink Cartridges...

Back in 1982 and 1983, I was making my slow way out of college. I wasn’t in a rush because I couldn’t imagine what I was going to do with my...

An alternative title for this post might be “ And then there was one ” because I am shutting down my other, remaining blog, Quotes About Cre...

Are there going to be jobs for newspaper reporters in the near future? Until recently, newspapers were always one of the few reliable source...

I have a quiet morning for the first time in weeks. There are no pressing deadlines, nothing to do except a household to-do list that can be...

I went back to North Carolina for the holidays and was saddened when I picked up a copy of the Winston-Salem Journal ; it has continued to s...

In my last post , I described some of the ideas/projects that I came up with this year, which I've since had to abandon due to lack of t...

The first few weeks of a blog are like a new love affair—you want to spend time with it every day. And then the relationship sets in and the...

Lucky, indeed, it must be for those who go to work and are able to write what they want to say or who are otherwise able to make a living fr...