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Columns

  • SOUDER: On the issue of bullying, Mother knows best

    I heard about a mom who was straightening up the family room when her 5-year-old son let out a blood-curdling scream. Almost immediately, he yelled downstairs, “Mom, Chelsea pulled my hair!”

    “She’s only 2-years-old,” his mom called back. “She doesn’t know that hurts you.”

    Suddenly she heard another scream, this time from the 2-year-old.

    Before she could ask what happened, the older brother yelled again, “She knows now!”

  • Mr. President, we have a problem

    Dear President Obama:

    If you are serious about being re-elected, the door of opportunity has been kicked as wide open as the Montana sky.

    This isn’t about your ideas for handling our continuing economic morass, the ever-threatening swagger of Iran, the everlasting war on terror in Afghanistan and ever however much you think we should spend on the military going forward.

    Those are important, impervious issues, to be sure, but they’re not your real opportunity.

  • Your dream is my nightmare

    Those of you who consider what happened on Saturday to be a dream game are, well, dreaming.
    You know who you are, wearing either red or blue and yelling like a banshee at that basketball cum football game you watched.
    Yes, Kentucky vs. Louisville – to let winners go first – was for decades a dream for fans of both schools, but except for the winning part, Saturday was something more akin to a nightmare for those who most wanted to see it played.
    To put it simply, sports fans, this was pure ugly.

  • SOUDER: Well, at least the phones were smart

    Well, another Christmas is now in the books, and I hope that you had a peaceful, joyous time with family and friends and that you came to more fully appreciate the true meaning of the season: consumer electronics!

    Yes, Christmas is the time for all manner of high-tech gizmos and gadgets – from Xboxes and PlayStations to TVs and Blu-Rays to Kindles, Nooks and Kobos to iPads, iPods, and iPhones (¡Ay, caramba!).

  • Rhyme and reason for the season: 2011 version

    We’re here again with our holiday verse,

    To bring you a cheer or maybe a curse.

    But we hope for a smile from ear to ear,

    Our goal is only a bit of holiday cheer.

    So with only  apologies to Clement Moore,

    Our Night Before In Shelby is your reading chore.

     

    ‘Twas the night before Christmas,

    And all across the field,

    Holes and folds were numerous,

  • SOUDER: Christmas: The best good news ever

    “The angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.” (Luke 2:10-11)

    We all like good news: “It’s a girl!” “The biopsy came back negative. The cancer is gone!” “Today’s test is cancelled. Everyone gets an ‘A’!” “IU finally beat Kentucky!”

  • Crimes against the holiday: Here's one wrap sheet

    This is the time of year when I hear that 4-letter word a lot. It’s awful that has to resonate right in the middle of the holidays, but that seems simply unavoidable, pounding into my head and creating all sorts of awful echoes.
    Wrap.
    Whew! Just typing it made me shiver and avert my eyes. Makes me gulp, turn that most embarrassing crimson, taste bile in my throat and, well, feel totally useless. Pardon me a second while I hyperventilate.

  • How about a little faith for the holidays?

    For years, when asked what I wanted for a Christmas gift, I offered the same canned but heartfelt item:
    Peace on earth and good will toward men.

    Could there be a better present than wanting the world to reach its serene and sincere summit? I mean, what could compare? A new Countess Mara (look it up) or a sleeve of Titleists or one of those hot cars so many folks in commercials seem to receive?

    No, I thought nothing under the tree could be greater – until now.

  • SOUDER: How about some ‘whirled peas’ at Christmas?

    Is it just me, or does it seem like at this time of year that city streetlights – and even stoplights – flash a bright red and green, and in the air there’s a feeling of Christmas?

    Another song (and popular consensus) says that Christmas is “the most wonderful time of the year.” And what’s not to like?

  • What if we expanded the concept of Thanksgiving?

    What will you say on Thursday? What will cross your heart and your lips and spill out from your soul onto the dinner table like so much runaway gravy?

    Thanksgiving is the day when more of us express their truest, innermost feelings more openly and freely than at any other time of the year.

    We may express surprise and elation at Christmas, love on Valentine’s Day, reverence on Easter and respect on a parental day, but Thanksgiving…well, isn’t it built on our best emotions?