Tag: Ledger-Enquirer

Y’all should never call

Y’all should never call

I’m not a huge fan of being around humans. I’ve probably mentioned it before. I mean, as a mammal, they are highly overrated. In fact, I just spent this past Saturday on Georgia’s largest barrier island, Cumberland Island, which allows only about 250 or so folks on it a day — or as I like to call it when I’m there, about 248 too many. I don’t like small talk. I don’t want to talk about the weather. I don’t like to hear your opinions on the game last night. I certainly don’t want to talk about politics, especially when […]

No questions allowed

No questions allowed

My latest column in the Columbus Ledger-Enquirer (also shared by the Macon Telegraph here) begins with a question as the headline: “Is it time we replaced America’s national anthem?” This, of course, predictably produced knee-jerk angry reactions when shared on the Ledger-Enquirer’s Facebook page,  including one suggesting I should no longer be breathing. (Thank you, James E. B. Miller of Columbus, Georgia, for that one. I can see why you are a valuable employee in the security industry — you gotta know when to take folks down, such as for asking a question.) Also predictable is that most of the angry […]

Two books by the same person, but two different writers

Two books by the same person, but two different writers

In the past couple of weeks, I’ve had two new paperbacks hit the market — a novel by Bo Hunter and a collection of humor columns by Chris Johnson, the same guy but two very different writers. Bo Hunter was actually the pen name I used when I first began writing humor columns in Americus, Ga., back in 1995. I was a sports writer and news editor back then, so I wrote those columns under not just a pen name but with a disguised column mug. I didn’t want folks who hated the sports writer to hate the columns on […]

Let’s play the quiet game?

I was the oldest of six grandchildren on my mother’s side, and every now and then we’d all be together at my grandmother’s house in Ideal, Georgia. I was a perfect child, of course, but all those younger brats could raise a ruckus — which would lead my grandmother to suggest “Let’s play The Quiet Game.” I won every time. As you can read about in the latest column in the Ledger-Enquirer, I think we should take The Quiet Game to a whole new level.

2016: The year in preview

It has become an annual tradition for me to peek into the year ahead. I could peek into 2016 and see all the lottery numbers that will be drawn or who will win every pro sports competition, but that would be an abuse of my awesome power. Instead, I want you to know who will win the presidential election, self-driving cars and whether I’ll be accepting a post in President Trump’s administration. Click here to read my Year in Preview column at the Ledger-Enquirer.