A well-regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms should not be infringed. For those who don’t know that sentence, that is the Second Amendment of the United States Constitution.
I was in The Woodlands two Saturdays ago. I had gone there to watch my nine-year-old nephew play in his basketball league. I sat beside my six-year-old niece and my brother during the game.
In the opening part of this minor series, instruction played the major role in Solomon’s discussion of wisdom—along with understanding and knowledge.
In this light and in light of the domestic terror act in Charlottesville on Aug. 12, we need to consider precisely how we are looking at our monuments and memorials. There are currently more than 700 Confederate statues in the nation.
Last year I visited South Korea. It is a country of rich history. And, since 1945, a divided and divisive history. Before flying from Houston to Beijing to Seoul, I had spent more than two years studying the Korean War, Korea, and the general outskirts of East Asian culture.
America is only months away from the 10-year anniversary of the beginning of the Great Recession. A lot can happen in a decade. Among the many good, bad, and unsettling moments that have happened, something even more powerful lies within this time span.
Two-hundred and forty-one years ago, our forefathers signed the Declaration of Independence. It would probably take another 241 years before I could express truly how I feel about this country because I love it so very much.
Commuting to and from work in Houston can be a little risky. The traffic is murder, and, in fact, we’ve had murders because of our traffic. That’s a dark, but true statement.
I keep hearing this phrase: “We’re trying to create a dialogue.” You’ve probably heard it too. Groups that seem to grope at that statement tend to be part of a social movement of some kind, and God knows there are plenty to go around.
When I was 20 years old, life hadn’t seemed to fly by so quickly. When I hit 22, the years following have seemed to go by much quicker. With the seemingly faster years, I feel the constant urge to accomplish by learning or doing.