I suppose everybody lives several lives. For me, I change on a semi-annual basis. The cycle began when I was a boy. Since then I’ve wanted to be many things. After watching Michael Jackson perform, I wanted to be a singer. I watched Hee-Haw every night whilst playing my Little Tykes drum kit, dreaming of myContinue reading “Changes”
Author Archives: Anthony DePaul Sadler
But, but, BUT…
What are we to do with a president who has no qualms about aggressively engaging half our nation? There is a marked difference between liberals and conservatives in this country that has nothing to do with particular beliefs, ethics, or choice in television programming. When a certain segment of the population of the United StatesContinue reading “But, but, BUT…”
Drink More Ovaltine
This is a vain piece. I can hear fireworks going off a few blocks down the road, as if a quarrelsome fool was shooting at Saint Nick, penance for never delivering a coveted toy all those years ago. They began at midnight while I drank eggnog and watched A Christmas Story under Christmas tree light, while Chloe,Continue reading “Drink More Ovaltine”
Dichotomies are Sexy
This is about this past year. It is about the election results and the fear and uncertainty felt by both sides of the aisle throughout the process. It is my stab at trying to understand it all. Those who know me should not be surprised that I am a liberal. But I have always takenContinue reading “Dichotomies are Sexy”
Heroes
“If everybody was satisfied with himself, there would be no heroes.” – Mark Twain The more I learn, the more I know history is a funny line of work. Modern historians rarely grasp the ambition or ability to rise to the prominence of their subjects. Their archives are scant sought. The effect is humans writingContinue reading “Heroes”
Cracks in the Pavement
I am a child of broken people. I come from broken dreams, busted jars of over-processed cheese, tears, and psychotic accusations slung to and fro by people who had me to fill a void in their lives. Between my father’s anger and my mother’s psychosis, being a kid was hard to maintain. There are noContinue reading “Cracks in the Pavement”
A Legacy of Dreams Taking Flight
I noticed the wheels first. The five feet between the operator and asphalt alarmed me. A bastardized bicycle. What Londoners did to the passenger bus, this guy did to a bike. Some Athenians are not content with the distance between their head and pavement. It reminded me of Ben Epps. Epps’ discontent for the transportationContinue reading “A Legacy of Dreams Taking Flight”
Knights of Ellijay
Wednesday, April 23, 2014– Chivalry is alive. Yes, that knightly code from the days of Charlemagne France, Medieval times (not the fun-filled dining experience of middle-class Americans), and the pedestalization of Southern women by Southern men who once had no heritage to cling to other than an imaginary noble lineage. Knights and Ladies, we are.Continue reading “Knights of Ellijay”
Goodbye Athens, Hello Somewhere Else?
Rejection. No matter what people say, no matter the compliments, the WTF’s, the tears, outrage, and sorrow, not getting accepted to my first-choice graduate program felt like rejection. I found out late last week that U.G.A. declined my application–a throat punch. My wife and I love Athens more than we can love another place. TheContinue reading “Goodbye Athens, Hello Somewhere Else?”
Toombs: Athens’ Original Student Scoundrel
At UGA, traditions give purpose to succeeding generations of rebellious young students. One legend established more traditions of irascibility than any other student who ever attended the university. The honoree was Robert Toombs. According to the official watered down campus tour, on graduation day in 1828, Toombs, a fiery, boisterous young man, stood under aContinue reading “Toombs: Athens’ Original Student Scoundrel”
Anthony Sadler 