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Mark Coppenger
Mark Coppenger is managing editor of the Kairos Journal.

I turn 70 this week, so I’m a certified codger. But I was a “codger” as a teenager in the 1960s, along with millions of other conservative evangelicals dismayed at the “revolutionary” and “consciousness-raising” developments adored by the media. We…

I turn 70 this week, so I’m a certified codger. But I was a “codger” as a teenager in the 1960s, along with millions of other conservative evangelicals dismayed at the “revolutionary” and “consciousness-raising” developments adored by the media. We…

Last Sunday, on the eve of the 50th anniversary of Israel’s Six-Day War, I drove out onto Old Hickory Boulevard near my Nashville home, savoring the Predators’ first-ever victory in a Stanley Cup finals game, one gained at the Penguins’…

The story’s told of a young fella down in Alabama who, riding out of the woods, happened upon an Alabama football practice. Mystified, he asked Coach Bryant what was going on, and the Bear said the point was to take…

As an ROTC product, I got my infantry credentials in the summer of 1971. The Vietnam War was winding down, and, to my surprise, they didn’t need all us young lieutenants on active duty. So they offered us the Guard/Reserve…

Rachel Carson’s book Silent Spring led to a virtual worldwide ban on DDT, beginning with EPA strictures on American use and threats to cut foreign aid to nations continuing with this pesticide. Carson’s science was flawed, and, arguably, our overreaction…

The political arena is much given to trash talking these days, with invective, umbrage, and posturing in full play. Internecine insults, harrumphs, and blowbacks are exploding everywhere. Apparently, some of us are “crazies,” “bigots.” Others of us fail as “patriots,”…

by Mark Coppenger | Jun 30, 2015

I’ve never owned a Rebel flag, T-shirt, bumper sticker, or key-chain. No decals, no coffee mug. None. Never will. I’m not keen on capitol displays of the flag. I don’t like, and even hate, some of the connotations and connections….

I understand the ideological, political, economic, and perhaps even ecclesiastical scramble over immigration “reform,” with various parties exhilarated or terrified at the prospects for gain or loss. I understand the daunting practicalities of it all and calls for emergency compromise….

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