An Existential Pug contemplates freedom of speech
read more…: An Existential Pug contemplates freedom of speechPersonally, I’ve never been a big fan of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, but that is “for me to poop on,” not the government to dictate.
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Personally, I’ve never been a big fan of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, but that is “for me to poop on,” not the government to dictate.
The woods behind my house smelled of pine sap, wet moss, and the metallic tang of mud. To me, they weren’t woods but a travel hub for everything extinct or imaginary. Dinosaurs stomped through sandy patches. Crocodiles blinked from rocks that weren’t rocks yesterday. The Cherokee whispered peace terms in the wind, smoke from their fires mixing—somehow—with the neighbor’s leaf pile.
We walked into the gymnasium, grabbed our ballots, dodged a piece of tumbleweed, and voted in less than five minutes. This begs the question: Where was everyone?
Joe Kelly Levasseur embodies everything wrong with Manchester politics: a parasitic presence draining taxpayer dollars and bullying anyone standing in his way. As his house of cards collapses, he attempts to gaslight our city into believing his resignation as chairman of the board of mayor and aldermen represented some noble stand.
The question remains: Can we prioritize the well-being of our children, or will we allow influential figures and organizations to dictate our future and impose globalism? It is crucial that we set aside our minor disagreements to effectively confront the threat of globalism. True freedom is not free, and we must move beyond the left versus right narrative.
The Guinness Book is full of lunatics chasing immortality.
Men who dunk their heads for apples until their lungs give out. Women who crochet scarves so long they could strangle Rhode Island. One guy painted the same baseball eighteen thousand times until it ballooned into a yoga ball. Another piled up 8,226 Batman trinkets, because apparently Gotham didn’t need his help.
Residents of Manchester need to know about changes in the Governor’s Advisory Commission on Intermodal Transportation (GACIT) 10-year plan and voice their opinions through the upcoming/ongoing public hearing process.
This is in response to the recent Ink Link article “It Was Horrifying: Chester Family’s Scare Highlights Gap in NH’s Group Home System.” The article detailed a significantly developmentally-disabled man recently and unfortunately wandering from his Chester home and unexpectedly entering the home of a neighbor.
I almost feel like my mother must have felt 30 years ago when we had to put masking tape on the constantly flickering 12:00 clock display on her VCR.
Social media was aflame this week with sanctimonious posts from both sides of the political spectrum.