The high cost of our current energy policy
While Western civilization caps its oil wells, its enemies see the opening and are stepping up to cash in, economically and politically.
While Western civilization caps its oil wells, its enemies see the opening and are stepping up to cash in, economically and politically.
In the Disney “Toy Story” movie series, Buzz Lightyear and Woody are the unlikeliest of friends. The stark contrast between the two figurines and the cultures they represent is purely intentional. The movie plots are built around these two sorting out their different approaches to whatever the problem is at hand. So many scenarios involving...
Down East is no stranger to plane crashes.
They already own it. That's the environmental regulatory culture. That's how bureaucratic agents think.
It was a mid-November day in 1980. I was sitting in the co-pilot seat of the Cessna 180 Marine Fisheries floatplane riveted on the scene in front of me. We were traveling south, flying under the radar of the Cherry Point Marine Corps Air Station, mere feet above a vast expanse of black needle rush...
This commentary will be a shock to the “No Wetlands, No Seafood” bumper sticker crowd, but if things are going to get better regarding NC coastal water quality, it’s time we all have an honest discussion about the truth. There has been a cover-up in the scientific community about the contribution coastal wetlands make to...
There is a major flaw in our national security that we are powerless to avoid. I have studied this intently and there is absolutely nothing we can do to fill this gap. Foreign nationals are well aware of this Achillies heel, and there it is, just waiting to be exploited. I am not talking about...
Of the twelve disciples, by my count, at least seven were fishermen. I believe Jesus chose fishermen because they were all too familiar with what we call “real.” Granted, there was plenty of “real” in Jesus’ time, but the “real” associated with the men of the sea is a concept that has endured the ages....
It was a warm late spring afternoon in 1968 when Faye Nelson, my seventh-grade teacher, decided to take an impromptu, after lunch, field trip to the Carteret County Courthouse. It was a short walk from Beaufort Central Middle School, down Queen Street and then a right on Cedar, with 25 pre-delinquents in tow. I am...