As a former Sumner County Assistant District Attorney, I prosecuted more cases than I care to count in which victims suffered heartbreaking anguish after finding out Tennessee’s justice system is not what they thought it was.
Unless there is an unforeseen called special session, the Tennessee General Assembly will formally reconvene at noon Tuesday, Jan. 11. There will be a special focus on drawing electoral district boundaries by the statehouse. This is called redistricting. Redistricting is the way they change the districts that determine who represents us. Therefore, it is of significant importance to every resident in Tennessee.
During the pandemic, we’ve watched women step up in tremendous ways. We all know a strong woman who is putting others before herself and her own health and well being. We see this too often, especially when it comes to reproductive health.
Four years ago, an investigative journalist in Nashville examined the cash grants and tax breaks given to companies as part of the state’s economic development deals to create jobs.
Lantern Lane Farm, founded in 2004 by Ralph and Joni Cook as a small counseling center, has become a place of healing for thousands through both traditional and equine assisted therapy models.
Every day I hear from law enforcement officers, first responders, airline personnel, healthcare professionals, and retail workers in the Volunteer State who are facing an impossible choice: either comply with the Biden administration’s sweeping vaccine mandate or lose their livelihood.
During the pandemic, the Small Business Administration received widespread media attention for its COVID-19 relief programs, such as the Paycheck Protection Program, which provided loans to more than 5.2 million American businesses in 2020.
On a ranch just north of the US-Mexico border in Falfurrias, Texas, local property owner Richard walked me past destroyed fences and piles of garbage left behind by swaths of illegal immigrant trespassers. Frustrated with the White House, he asked, “Where in the hell is Kamala?”
I spent many an hour in our old feed barn. To a boy it seemed vast in its size and expanse. I became intimately familiar with each stable and hallway.
This October, during Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I encourage you to take a moment to think about how breast cancer has affected your life. If you haven’t been directly affected by the disease, it’s likely that a friend, family member, neighbor or coworker has.
The girls in 17-year-old Eva’s high school class use Instagram metrics as a measure of popularity. Their relationship with Instagram is more than typical teen self-discovery; it is parasitic. They obsess over online status symbols like follower counts, “likes,” and inclusion in viral trends featuring “thinspiration” and filter-perfect faces. Eva described this toxic dynamic in a recent Wall Street Journal expose, saying, “Every time I feel good about myself, I go over to Instagram, and then it all goes away.”
Every year or two my late grandfather Herod Brim would make a trip in his 1951 GMC pickup truck from the Brim Hollow all the way to Willette, Tenn., in Macon County to get a load of cook stove wood.
My late grandfather Will Herod Brim had a few verbal expressions that were his very own. In the Riddleton Community he was known for one particular phrase. There were a few people who even referred to him as “Ol’ dad blame, you know what?”