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Columns

  • A first visit to a familiar place

    The boy climbed to his seat high in Rupp Arena on Saturday, his every sense keen to the sights and sounds of this famed arena, a Mecca to which he was pilgrimaging for the first time.

    He had passed its outer lobby while visiting the Hyatt Regency Hotel, reading the signs, noting the doorways, but his only peeks inside were from the narrow views of pixilated formations on a variety of television screens.

  • Galbraith made a great first impression

    Random ravings while wondering why Richie Farmer had more laptops in one year than our entire newspaper staff has had this decade….

     

    Gatewood Galbraith today probably is entering the great governor’s race in the sky, bringing his folksy charm and unusual but not ill-formed ideas to that great debate.

    Whether you thought Galbraith a lion or a loon, you have to admit he brought some luminance to Kentucky’s political world, which typically has all the color of a corpse.

  • 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!).

  • The greatest story ever reported

    And in the same country, two editors were keeping track over the newsroom by night.

    And, lo, an angel of the Lord came before them, and the glory of the Lord shown round about them.

    But they weren’t afraid, because they knew this was Fred, a neighbor in St. Peter’s Loving Arms Apartments.

    “I have glad tidings of great joy,” he said. “Which shall be unto all people.”

    They shook their heads.

  • 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.