Like Jimmy Stewart’s father in “Mr. Smith Goes To Washington” I always fancied myself a fighter of lost causes. Which…
The spinx and the water
ST. PETERSBURG: This is a city of grand palaces and colorful onion-domed Russian Orthodox churches, of giant mosques and fortresses…
Everywhere a sign
Signs, signs everywhere a sign. Maybe it’s just me but I have a tendency to look for not-so-subtle signs as…
Voting on the abyss
I was going to tell you that I am seventy years old and this is the most important election in…
On the smell of money
And then there was the time Gov. Claude Kirk went to Perry for a little flesh-pressing and back-slapping. Perry being…
Seeing is believing on I-95
Just when you think you’ve seen everything on I-95 this guy comes along. Traveling north through South Carolina I once…
If now now, then when?
I’m not crazy about single issue voters. But if there was ever a time to be one, it’s now. This…
Oh Florida!
(I wrote this review of Lauren Groff’s collection of short stories, “Florida” for the Gainesville Sun.) Lauren Groff disdains quotation…
We. Are. This. Close
Woke up wild-eyed this morning. Glanced at my Rage-O-Meter. Tweeted my hellbent mob to stand by. Check, check and check. …
The hurricanes yet to come
(With Hurricane Michael bearing down on the Florida Panhandle this seems like a good time to post this piece I…
