Category: Standpoint

Musing about my column with Beaufort’s own Gary Geboy, phenomenal photographer and artist and, it...

The national debate grows ever more frustrating. Fueled by a media-gone-wild (they ought to have a show; oh, wait, they already do…24 tiresome hours a day) we become more polarized each day. And, it begs the question: How can we extricate ourselves from the doctrinaire doublespeak of the invested ideologues and bring some sanity back to our polity. As to whether or not we are in the ultimate battle for the soul of America, perhaps only the history books a hundred years hence will confirm or deny, but, at the least, we are in the midst of a significant test of the nature of our nation and of its direction.

There’s no better editor than Margaret Evans. It’s not just that she’s such a talented writer and...

Our editor Margaret Evans’ wonderful piece in the last issue, about the locked church doors, released a special Christmas story from the depths of my memory. I always saw it as a kind of gift and it’s in that spirit I offer it to our readers.

The omission of the question mark on my headline is deliberate. It’s not a question. It’s a statement, and here is my full rationale for it: Michaele and Tareq Salahi.

As the season of thanks and joy approaches, I’m caught in one of those pushmepullyou battles for my own essence (if not my very political soul).

Wherein your humble opinionator attempts to debunk the mythologies of the ever-more-doctrinaire left. Hey, I think I'll call them “NEO-Comms” in tribute to Lenin, Stalin, Malenkov, Khrushchev and all the other Soviet heroes of communism who gave our ultra-leftists their very breath.

The sultry heat of mid-July may have been caressed by a few fresh breezes around the opening days of Water Festival but, on the recession and economic front, a tepid, airless stagnation prevails.

A friend of mine is a successful independent financial planner and an avid student of money and how it works.

I know, I know, but this is a different spring.

It feels as if we’re caught somewhere between the “Emperor’s New Clothes” and “Humpty Dumpty.”

Dear Mr. Former President Bush: On the day you left office, our local newspaper ran a cartoon that capitalized on your departure and the US Airways plane that had landed in the Hudson River several days before.

There are strange and surprising utterances coming out of the mouths of many Americans these days and they center on the billions-to-trillions in bailouts. “How come there are no strings attached?” is the overarching question. 

I drive a lot. I also pass St. Gregory the Great on highway 278 a lot and, at times, have had to stop and wait for literally hundreds of cars and thousands of people entering or exiting that church’s massive parking lot.

It’s 4:30PM on Monday, November 3. The election is tomorrow but our deadline for this first edition of the wonderfully and beautifully new Lowcountry publication falls before the results will be known.

Since the beginning, Lowcountry Weekly’s wonderful Editor, Margaret Evans, has given this writer carte blanche. That’s why this column is called “Standpoint”. It contains my opinions and my analysis. This one is an unabashedly proud endorsement of Billy Keyserling for the Mayoralty of Beaufort.

At the very least, this might give us all a chance to catch our breath while we roil in the eye of this perfect storm of an ugly, yelling, screaming Presidential election enveloped by a an economic and fiscal crisis teetering on a crisis of confidence.

Against the perfect greens and yellows of perfect French farms on perfect rolling hills along perfect craggy coastlines, they are starkly beautiful, these 240’ high white three-bladed windmills.

Ed note: Bernie Moscovitz has sent the following as an email to the addressees below. To The Chairman, President and Executive Director of the American Jewish Congress:

This is one of those “fools rush in” moments. I am the 900lb Canadian gorilla in the room and the extent of my credentials in attempting a comparison of the vast differences between the healthcare systems in the US and my former Canadian home are that; a) I lived there for 49 years and here for 15 so far; b) my parents, who left this world in 2003 at 91 an 87 were treated in that Canadian system and c) I have experienced medical care and the lack of it, in each system.