There’s a fine line between making a joke and being the joke. I have long subscribed to a saying attributed to the 16th century preacher John Bradford, “There, but for the grace of God, go I.” I try to keep this in mind and regulate my mockery of those to whom I may feel superior. … Continue reading I’m not as smart as I think I am
Six games remain in the 2026 edition of the FIFA World Cup, and New South Essays is prepared to announce the winner… Waffle House. FreddyLA7's original post on X June 8 that launched a viral Waffle House frenzy. Note that it has received 7.4 million views so far. That’s right. The bastion of Southern culture … Continue reading Winner of the 2026 World Cup
Carla and I have recently unlocked the key to marital communication – The Instagram Reel. With apologies to Gary Chapman, author of “The Five Love Languages,” we have discovered that sending each other Instagram Reels has become our love language. Maybe it’s the sixth one. It’s an exaggeration to say it has saved our marriage, … Continue reading Keepin’ it Reel
Wouldn't you hate to be the guy at the National Security Agency (NSA) reading all the lame Facebook posts trying to find evidence of terrorist activity or foreign espionage? OK, so it's probably not some guy analyzing petabytes of data over at the NSA, but still, it's got to be a thankless job. Even a … Continue reading Privacy in the New South
