Columns & Editorials

I do the same thing day in and day out. Help, I’m bored to pieces. What’s the best way to find joy in my daily routine when life feels monotonous?

Many say social media will be the death of modern society. They say it’s the ultimate conveyance of the art of comparison. I am less than because when I look at everyone’s life on Instagram, they have all the things I do not: the accomplishments, the accolades, the family, the home, the car. Moreover, they are happy. I can tell. The thousand- watt smile is a dead giveaway. That’s where the comparison factor comes into play. My home doesn’t look like theirs. My car isn’t as nice. My family isn’t as large. I rarely smile. The experts say it’s all a sham, some fakery in the bakery. The house and car are courtesy of credit overextension. The perfect family has spread to opposite corners of the too-large home. The smile never quite goes all the way to the eyes. Cracks soon form in the foundation, the stench and rot of bad earth pushing through the barriers. On the outside, though, it looks amazing. And we look, every day, to see what they’re up to, what they bought, where they went. They are perfect, after all. Perception is reality.

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Helen lays on an Egyptian stone table, the madman staring down upon her, knife in hand. (Author’s notes: Relax, you know me better than this.) It is time for Helen to go to that great pyramid in the sky. The detectives pull up outside, frantically looking for entrance into the building. “Helen,” they cry out as they enter the interior realm! The madman turns, his ring pointing toward them, causing them to fall into an immediate catatonic state. As he prepares to usher Helen from this world, Isis, from inside her sarcophagus, renders the madman useless, his skin mummifying before our eyes. As detective Frank regains use of his limbs, Helen slips into a deep slumber, waking only as the legendary scroll of the undead catches fire. As it burns, they feel the terror they experienced slipping away with the forming of the ash. This is the ending of 1932’s The Mummy. That’s what we’re here to talk about today. Mummies. See, I think I’m a modern-day version.

“They help sisters catch bugs,” says Katherine, age 7.

I have a co-worker that doesn’t like me. How do I deal with this toxic coworker who spreads rumors about me at work?

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Congressman Lance Gooden (R-TX), a member of the House Judiciary Committee, today called for the preservation of records pertaining to the Department of Justice’s (DOJ) selective prosecution of The Adani Group.

I can’t stop worrying about my kids’ futures. Am I overthinking, or is there a way to set them up for success without stressing them (and myself) out?

Parents of school-aged youngsters may wonder how often children between the ages of six and 11 need to bathe.

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WITH LUKE CLAYTON