Yarbrough: Nothing artificial about Southern intelligence

Ring! Ring! Ring!“Hello. This is Dick Yarbrough, your modest and much-beloved columnist speaking. How may I help you?“Dickie, it’s your old pal, Artie!”“Artie? Artie who?” “Artie Fishel, of Artie Fishel Intelligence. Surely, you remember me.”“Ah, yes.

Yarbrough: When being a UGA grad is a beautiful thing

Now, I’m going to blush. Not only am I brighter than brilliant, but I am also a chick magnet. My cup runneth over. With what little modesty I can muster, I must admit I didn’t set out to be this wonderful. I just picked the right university to attend.A firm called DatingAdvice.

Yarbrough: Correcting the record on the Vietnam generation

For those of you who know what goes into this space each week, you know that I write what I mean and mean what I write. But today, I am going to revisit something I said a few weeks ago because I didn’t say it well.

Yarbrough: Setting the Vietnam War record straight

Let’s face it: the Vietnam War was not our finest hour. The Greatest Generation that prevailed over Germany and Japan in World War II came home and spawned a Not-So-Great Generation that put itself over the country.How the U.S.

Yarbrough: A return to form

Did you miss me? I hope so because if you didn’t, the editors would probably ask why we are running a guy nobody reads? Knowing what I now know, I am lucky to write this. I have been laid low with an insidious and potentially fatal disease known as sepsis. It is my second such experience.

Yarbrough: Attention all fathers

I have been called many things in my long life, not all flattering. A few years back, I was referred to as an “Obama bed-wetting liberal” and a “racist redneck.” Both in the same week. Go figure.What I like being called most of all, however, is “Dad” and “Pa.

Yarbrough: An opinion on Okefenokee ‘no opinion’

Dear Congressman Buddy Carter,Your appearance a couple of weeks ago before the Water, Wildlife, and Fisheries subcommittee in Washington, of which you are not a member but were allowed to question a witness panel about our Okefenokee, was, shall we say, a bit out of the ordinary.

Yarbrough: Hard to be a sore loser in Georgia

The things you learn on this job. Someone called PromoGuy, who, it turns out, isn’t a guy at all but a company that deals with sports betting, says Georgians feel down for an average of 39 minutes after their favorite sports team suffers a disappointing result.

Yarbrough: More random thoughts on random subjects

Suppose anyone in the governor’s office or Twin Pines LLC read my open letter to Gov. Brian Kemp regarding the oxymoronic Environmental Protection Division’s consideration to allow drilling along the edge of our Okefenokee.

Yarbrough: Homage to an American hero

I am doing something I rarely, if ever, have done: I am going to rerun a previous column verbatim. Hans Trupp, of St. Simons, died last week. I wrote the following about him two years ago and ask your forbearance in allowing me to present it to you again.