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Getting Older Is A Blessing, But Can Be Inconvenient

By Barney Blakeney My Aunt Sarah used to say getting old is a blessing, but it’s sometimes inconvenient. For two weeks I had planned the late Friday afternoon meeting with the folks from the Charleston Rhizome Collective. The Charleston Rhizome Collective last year received a grant from ArtPlace America which will be used to provide…

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Being Civil In The Face Of Incivility

By Barney Blakeney Ever had something that just sticks in your craw, a bad vibe that just won’t go away? For the past week I’ve been battling this bad feeling I got after a confrontation that’s left me re-evaluating a lot of stuff which has to do with civility, courtesy and tolerance. Last week I…

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Joan Mack and Tessa Spencer Adams – Two Busy Bees

By Barney Blakeney  I’ve been trying to write this story for the past couple of years – something that tells the inspiring tale of two very energetic women who have had profound impacts in our community – a story about media journalists Joan Mack and Tessa Spencer Adams. Joan is Tessa’s aunt. I’ve always been…

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We All Have Responsibilities In Gun Control

By Barney Blakeney   The Valentine’s Day massacre at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Florida has reinvigorated the conversation about gun violence on a national scale. Students are raising their voices in the discussion. Rightfully so, they must live in the aftermath of the violent society we’ve created. Seventeen students and teachers were killed…

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It’s Now Time To Act

By Barney Blakeney   How did we get here? That was the question my new friend asked as we discussed several issues on the subject of political corruption and social violence. I met with Vince Matthews to talk about his new role as Lowcountry coordinator for the S.C. Progressive Network. A few days earlier I…

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The Orangeburg Massacre Continues Still

By Barney Blakeney  February 8 marked the 50th anniversary of the Orangeburg Massacre. It slipped past me – not the annual observance, but the recognition that this year was the 50th anniversary. Like so many observances, somethings become automatic. Feb. 7 was my father’s birthday. I went through the day without a thought about it.…

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