Ramblings of Charles Prier – Writer-Insomniac-General Know-it-All

Archive for February, 2011

Eggs and Issues An Introduction to Georgia Politics

A letter to the editor of The Hartwell Sun – Hartwell Georgia

Dear Editor,

Saturday morning I attended the “Eggs and Issues Breakfast” sponsored by the Hart County Chamber of Commerce. I am new to the area and attended as a guest of a member. It was a good introduction to the political lineament of Hart County. I enjoyed the experience. The program presented pertinent information delivered with a friendly wit and limited arrogance. I was disappointed that the seat reserved for the Mayor of Hartwell was conspicuously vacant.

Unfortunately mine was one of the questions not addressed during the Q and A part of the program, perhaps because of limited time; however, I suspect that the prevailing ideology was at least a minor factor.

My question was directed to those speakers who advocate repeal and replacement of The Affordable Healthcare Act passed by the last congress; I asked, “since the introduction of a new healthcare bill will result in protracted congressional debate and distract from other important issues such as the economy and jobs, why not just fix the things that are wrong with the current bill?”

There are easily identifiable good features of the current bill which actually includes many items initially advocated by those who now want to repeal it. The cost and drama associated with the “repeal and replace” mantra is foolish.

Charles Prier

Bowersville, GA

The Duck That Thought He Was a Dog

Back in the early 1970’s our kids were small and we lived in Tennessee. Each year around Easter a local establishment offered baby chicks and ducklings in various artificial colors for sale. These cute critters were sold for the amusement of the youngsters whether or not they had the means or aptitude to take care of them. I believe this practice has since been abandoned.

Often these pets would die before the Easter eggs were all gone. Henry, our Easter duckling, didn’t. In fact, he thrived in our unfenced backyard and by summer was a full grown, swanlike duck. Henry had no role models except for the miniature (and ugly) bulldogs that lived in the fenced yard next door. Henry believed he was a dog. He imitated their mannerisms, from trying to growl and bark to running to us when we went outside.

By early fall Henry’s welfare had become a constant concern and his increasingly competent canine impersonations were becoming a little embarrassing. After a somber family meeting we decided to take Henry to a nearby lake that was inhabited by other ducks. Henry was curious but his uncharacteristic quack frightened the other ducks. For his own good, as soon as he was slightly distracted we made a beeline for the car. I’ll never forget the sad but amusing sight of Henry in my rearview mirror, running behind our car barking as we sped away.

Here’s to you Henry (or Henrietta) you are a pleasant memory that will live here for a long, long time.–CP

 

 

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