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Today's Opinions

  • The need for a new Oak Island bridge becomes all too clear

    Last Wednesday, I backed out of my driveway on Oak Island and drove toward N.C. 211 to make the daily commute to Shallotte.

    As I crossed the Oak Island Bridge, my phone rang. It was a colleague calling to warn me about an accident on N.C. 211. A tanker had overturned spilling its contents over the roadway.

    Because Hazmat teams were already hard at work cleaning it up, I only expected a slight delay.

  • Transportation one of our biggest state issues

    Sitting in traffic Tuesday morning waiting for the Cape Fear Memorial Bridge to lower so I could get moving, I was mulling over column ideas.

    I was listening to parents call and complain about the failing public schools system in North Carolina on local talk radio. But I didn’t feel like writing about the school system.

    As traffic finally began moving again, I was still searching the inner corners of my brain for an idea. My goal was to have my column all but written by the time I arrived at work. If only I could find the inspiration I needed, I would be set.

  • Finding kindness more difficult in crueler world

    Is it me, or is the world getting meaner?

    I mean, I don’t mean I’M getting meaner—although my mall-shopping, cell-phone-gabbin’ teenager may beg to differ. But a lot of other people in our community and world seem to be—getting meaner, I mean.

    All you have to do is scan through some of the local crime reports from this past week to start wondering what’s up:

    Assault in Shallotte—Bubba Joe conked Willie Earl on the head with a beer bottle, and there’s a good chance alcohol was involved. Nice.

  • Tax time a headache even for those who think ahead

    April 15 has now come and gone, but even though I filed my taxes well in advance of the deadline, it caused me more pain and anguish than I thought possible.

    Not being any kind of math genius or finance guru, I decided to take my taxes to a local professional this year. I chose a nationally known tax service, thinking it might cost a little bit but it’d be easy and hassle-free.

    During the past year, I spent time working in both Kentucky and North Carolina, so I had two sets of W2s.

  • Providing assistance to those in need is compassion, not socialism

    Believing in needed government assistance doesn’t make a person a socialist.

    There is a consensus among many Americans that a person is a socialist or has socialist ideas when there is mention of government help for a person or a family who truly needs financial assistance.

    A major illness or a prolonged loss of employment has the potential of forcing high-income, well-educated, super religious, ultra liberal—and even my fellow conservatives—to seek assistance from the government or other agencies when survival is at stake.

  • Is Holden Beach really a family beach?

    To the editor: I just heard the sad news about David Sandifer’s death.

    I did not know Mr. Sandifer personally, but I had the opportunity to work with him when I purchased my house on Holden Beach.

    At the time, I did not know much about the area except it was a small town with a nice beach. I saw it as an escape from busy city life. Mr. Sandifer saw it as much more.

    I had several discussions with him about the area, and all he could say were positive things: how much he enjoyed living here and how Holden Beach had a reputation for being a great family beach.

  • Remember the needy in your community

    To the editor: I have been honored to serve in the North Carolina General Assembly for the past 40 years.

    Many of the friends and acquaintances I have made are frequent visitors to the area and are envious of the scenic beauty and relaxed lifestyle they experience on vacation.

    They have read the national and state headlines about the economic downturn and related housing troubles, but they do not understand the underpinning of Brunswick County’s year-round economy is construction.

  • Stealing signs not the American way

    To the editor: This past weekend, I proudly staked my Obama ’08 sign in the front yard of my home in the Landing II.

    The thought briefly passed through my mind someone might steal it.

    I quickly pushed that thought out of the way, mentally chiding myself for not giving more credit to the residents of the county where I grew up.

    Imagine my dismay to discover the sign was stolen the first night it was up.