By Jim Dickson When I see so many young people embracing socialism, I wonder if they have any idea what they might
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Somebody call Time magazine and tell them they can save themselves the trouble. We have found the only person who can legitimately
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It is Saturday, and Susan and I are sitting in our home on 9th Street in Port Royal. This afternoon we’ve opened
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What is “Culture” anyway, and why all the rage to “cancel” it? When anthropologists see the word “culture” in print, outside of
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No novel, play, or poetic soliloquy exists that could depict our most recent family journey. The accurate portrayal will have many in
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It is Friday, and I’m in the TGYK Hotel on Montgomery Street in downtown Savannah. It’s early and a young woman is
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