Letters to the editor – Sunday – 7-17-16
Published 12:00 am Sunday, July 17, 2016
Justice Ginsburg showed her colors
Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s ill-advised comments about Donald Trump have told me a lot more than the fact that Ms. Ginsburg is too old to be a Supreme Court justice, that justices should not sit on the bench for a lifetime, that her judgment must be questioned and that she doesn’t like Trump.
What it really told me is that there is no Santa Claus — and that the highest court in the land is no longer the impartial, highly esteemed group to be revered and honored, and whose job it is to uphold our Constitution through their decisions.
Instead, during this administration, we’ve seen one justice make law that excludes all government employees, and now another one who has inserted herself into the political process by criticizing the Republican nominee.
Definition of supreme: “of the highest quality, degree, character, importance.”
No, there is no Santa Claus, and our Supreme Court just doesn’t seem so “supreme” any more. Just sayin.’
— Kathryn Dews
People being played
“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.”
— Abraham Lincoln
“From within our nation, we will be destroyed” was predicted a long time ago, even before nuclear bombs.
The powers in control in government will create things to happen in life as a diversion, to cover up what they are doing — be it to start chaos in a foreign country or unrest in our own.
We are being played against each other. Why? Oh, I don’t know. A European trade deal is in the works. A president is trying to flood our nation with immigrants and Hillary Clinton is wanting to be president.
While the news is fixated over the unrest and we are feeling the pain of what is happening all around us, life goes on in Washington, D.C. The wheeling and dealing continue right on.
Obamacare is failing more each day. Everything Obama has done has pretty well failed. He is working to tear down our borders all around us, pushing to flood our country with people from other countries, and Hillary Clinton is standing hand-in-hand with him praising all he has and is doing. Follow in his footsteps?
Our test, as a nation, has to be to say, no more! We have to turn this around and save our nation, before it is too late.
— Art Liles
Take away ‘the’
The writer is commenting on wording in a Patrick Gannon column that the Post ran Wednesday, “Finding common ground.”
I encounter, from editors, “the” mentally ill, every day, but not “the” blacks or “the” Jews — identical rhetoric. I encounter it from the most prestigious newspapers, and the less prestigious, from government officials in the highest offices and in the not so high.
Somehow it entertains, though it does not, like “the” blacks, or “the” Jews, inform. It caricatures.
— Harold A. Maio
Fort Myers, Fla.
We need a boost
For Rowan County and our county seat of Salisbury, it seems nothing has changed in 20 years. Our economy is one of the worst economies in the state with one of the highest unemployment rates among North Carolina counties.
Rowan County’s economy was mostly built among textile and factory jobs; once those jobs were closed due to NAFTA, our county took a hit.
Now, Rowan needs to start focusing on development and start looking attractive for future development. If Rowan would attract a Best Buy or Target, it would be good for our county. Development along Interstate 85 has been really crucial. Now we need to continue development for our citizens and the economic growth for Rowan.
— Sterling Pless
Editor’s note: Rowan’s unemployment rate in May was 5.3 percent. Scotland County’s rate was highest, 8.6 percent.
Over the moon?
It was told on the radio that 14 percent of the people in the United States don’t believe man ever landed on the moon. Wonder how many of those live in Rowan County?
— Whitey Harwood
Up in the hair
Dream tickets: Trump & Pence: Old man with young hair, young man with old hair.
Hillary & Bernie: Old woman with young hair, old man with older hair.
— W. L. Poole