Opinion: In defense of parents
Guest columnist Daniel Chatham responds to “the festering view that parents aren’t qualified and can’t be trusted to raise their kids, or at least to raise them in the ways of progressive ideology.”
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Guest columnist Daniel Chatham responds to “the festering view that parents aren’t qualified and can’t be trusted to raise their kids, or at least to raise them in the ways of progressive ideology.”
“Both approaches are the desperate acts of people who can’t counter an argument with salient facts or pertinent positions, people reduced to talking points, perhaps, screaming points.”
“I used to think that everyone past a certain age — maybe 15 — should be required to wear a name tag, introduce themselves when they see you including maiden names and nicknames, and be arrested for stealth name calling if they sneak up on you.”
After a harrowing flight to Minnesota, a young adman learns three important lessons, one of which is you’re never very far from Memphis.
“Pete Bale called. Out of the blue. Probably a decade since we talked. It took about 10 seconds before we were laughing, since we remembered the sound of that, of each other.”
“We failed Eric Dale Martin, we lost some of ourselves on that sidewalk, and we must mourn the loss,” says Dan Conaway.
“My Tennessee sister Nashville is becoming a Disney World of cities, the reality of it is the fantasy, the place of it is the imitation.”
Three years ago, John Vergos had a straight-up world-class idea. He thought Memphis was worthy of a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
“It tastes like the year we got married. Like our first apartment. Our first house. It tastes like becoming parents. Like promotions. Like graduations. It tastes like celebration, and like eating half of it on the way home from the bakery with your fingers.”
“Whatever your faith, whether you believe this is a time of anticipation and arrival, or of reflection or celebration, or of renewal or recognition — or all of those — I believe it’s a time to look inside to places only you can visit, to look at the paths traveled and at those who’ve shared the journey then and now, and to know, truly know, you are not alone.”
From the Big River Crossing one can stand above the middle of the churn of this nation’s main artery like nowhere else, for a view of the city like none other.
“There is a vaccine for COVID. There is none for what’s wrong with us.”
Gathered again for Thanksgiving, this time with four generations, I’m again reminded of, well, of everything. Most of all, I’m reminded of loss and of renewal, and I’m still surprised at the wonder of it.
‘People in river towns understand better than most that nothing good happens when the flow stops, worse still, if it flows backwards.’
‘What they’re proposing and passing this time will kill people. Now and in the future. Men, women, and children will needlessly die at the hands of the super majority of the Tennessee General Assembly.’
The hint of political pressure and/or lack of political will hangs over North Parkway at McLean like the smell of elephant and donkey dung on a hot summer day.
Every year, Americans are swallowing about 45 gallons of water per capita from either plastic or glass bottles. That means folks around here, people literally sitting on top of famed Memphis water, are getting soaked.
The new manufacturing site is named Blue Oval City after the iconic Ford logo and it will be three times larger than their current flagship Ford Rouge Factory in Dearborn, Michigan.
When the truth is being denied, when we are increasingly threatened by that denial, we as a society, we as responsible human beings, must stand for truth against any who knowingly trade falsehood for power.
Nora and I are no longer capable of the chase. And the chase is constant enough that the father no longer coaches the older kids but has returned to the sidelines to help the mother wrangle the 2-year-old.
Memphis is blessed by its food, the abundance of creativity, diversity and tradition mixed in the same bowls, seasoned with love, soul, and imagination – and still made and served by amazing people with a smile in these, their most trying of times.
What are the odds that many birds could hit my car all at once while I was going down Walnut Grove? Precision daylight bombing.
If you have friends like that, you’re fortunate. If you have friends like that, especially in the time we’ve lived through and the people we’ve lost, let them know what they mean to you.
A lot of us forget that memory is selective and if we actually could go back to times we fondly remember, we would probably run from the reality we find.
In fact, Governor Lee’s stupidity could quite literally take your breath away and the breath of those you love.