This morning, the City of Columbia and our awesome Mayor Steve Benjamin joined with local developers and business leaders to announce the name of our great city’s new baseball team: the Columbia Fireflies.
The name was initially met with some degree of consternation among the local social media elite. But then the freshly-minted team released this video and well, . consider the consternation sufficiently quelled.
It’s hard not to get excited about the name and what it represents for us. And as a city that prides itself on passionately rooting on its beloved Gamecocks, we’ve become quite used to cheering for a team with a monicker that may make rivals raise their eyebrows.
All I can say is I can’t wait for this spring when the Fireflies, a Single-A affiliate of the New York Mets, begin play at Spirit Communications Park in the heart of the newly renovated Bull Street property in Columbia that for so long remained a vacant drain on this city.
I still carry with me countless memories from when we were kids, goofing around together every summer at MDA camp; pranking counselors, painting things we probably shouldn’t have, throwing water balloons and racing wheelchairs, and being totally free for the best week of the year.
I’ll never forget Jon. He had a big heart and an encouraging smile. He lived a life that was full of joy despite adversity; a life that mattered; a life that we can all learn from. I am heartbroken by his loss, but I celebrate his remarkable spirit. And I am emboldened in my quest to put an end to muscular dystrophy. Continue reading →
Today it was in Lafayette, La. at The Grand movie theater, where over 100 people were peacefully enjoying Amy Schumer’s “Trainwreck,” when out of nowhere, gunfire erupted killing three and wounding seven more.
I’ve tried for the past week to ignore all the hubbub over that Washington Post article complaining about a few out-of-context Amy Schumer jokes and singling them out as “racist.” It dominated the internet news (i.e. Facebook) for a period of days, but I figured it’d go away with the usual 24-hour media cycle/American attention span.
But it hasn’t. It’s lingered around like a bad prescription drug infomercial, minus all the common-sense warnings. And yesterday it popped up on one of friend’s feed — someone I respect a lot and usual agree with, who was quite critical of the Comedy Central comedienne.
So I had to respond. I took to the comment section and wrote the following… Continue reading →
Toward the end of his life, Burroughs became increasingly concerned with the environment. In The Cat Inside he wrote:
The magical medium is being bulldozed away. No more green reindeer in Forest Park. The angels are leaving all of the alcoves everywhere as the forests fall to make way for motels and Hiltons and McDonald’s. The whole magic universe is dying. The rain forests of Borneo and South America are going to make way for what?
Burroughs died in 1997, but I’d imagine if he were to look around today, he’d like even less of what he sees; our whole magic universe really is dying. Continue reading →