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In the interest of international peace between the United States, Germany and Mexico, the City of Clinton will agree to host the BMW automaker’s new $1 billion plant that will create 1,500 jobs.

It’s probably hard to tell much about me, given the tiny size of the picture of me that accompanies this column. So, to summarize, I’m 6’2”, 195 lbs. with flowing blonde hair and flawless skin. I have 6-pack abs and long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I wear a size 12 shoe and have large hands (in case you’re wondering).
That, faithful readers, is what’s known as alternative facts.
Presidential advisor Kellyanne Conway probably knew, as soon as she said it, that the term “alternative facts” was going to come back to bite her.

At first, the fact that the City of Clinton is going to have to spend more than $75,000 of money that could have been spent on an industry, instead on rocks, is shocking and disappointing.

The mayor said it puts the city “between a rock and a hard place.”

One can just imagine 19-year-old Jacob Oaks walking over to a person whose car was sitting disabled in the early morning chill of Dec. 12 and saying, “Do you need help?”

He gave the person his cellphone, and waited. 

This year, we finally decided to end the charade (I pronounce it sher-rod). For years we had pretended. At first it was for the kids and then we hung on because of the grandkids. It ended in 2016. I didn’t shed a tear. She vacillated until I put my foot down. It was over.
What we decided to do is not the answer for every couple. The friends with whom we’ve shared the news are stunned. Most of them can’t imagine doing what we’ve done.
I’m going to come right out and say it: we didn’t have a Christmas tree this year. I have advocated this for years. To no avail.

He’d get mad if this was sad, so it won’t be. I hope you’ll be smiling when you finish reading this.
In fact, I’ll bet Tommy Addison hasn’t stopped smiling since he took his last, labored breath on Nov. 27 and then took his first, full breath looking at the face of his saviour.
I’ve known Tommy since he graduated from PC in 1977. I had dealings with him when he co-owned Home Petroleum with his brother-in-law Ned Handback and then more often when he moved over to PC as head golf coach.

Riddle me this: why do people look sad in mug shots?
Most of the time, people get arrested because they’ve been dumb. In addition to being criminal.
They can’t be so dumb they’re surprised they were arrested, can they?
I have a Facebook friend (who is pretty close to being a real friend) who, from time to time, seeks Facebook friend input about how he should pose for his mug shot.
It’s just a matter of time, he contends. And he wants to be ready. No sad or surprised mug shot for him.

With Hillary Clinton’s concession speech as their rallying cry - “Never stop believing that fighting for what’s right is worth it” - young voters are wearing their hearts on their sleeves in expressing themselves about the Nov. 8 election.

They are disappointed, sad and angry. And people are making fun of them.