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What’s ‘Poor Mouthing’?

"Poor mouthing" is a phrase used to describe that thing we do when we portray ourselves to be worse off financially than someone else but yet have nicer and better things. Here's an example:

I buy a new pair of shoes for my child that cost $80, and then she comes home from school the next day whining about another child who has had two pair of new shoes from the dollar store on in last two days. She pays zero attention to the fact that she had better quality shoes because she was stuck on the fact that the other child had two pairs.

We Love Our ‘Memories’

A concentration on what’s good, however, is persistently present on Bowsher’s “Memories” page thanks to what Wheeling possesses that most other cities do not: a symphony, Oglebay Park, Wheeling Park, the Capitol Theatre, three excellent options for high school, the Ohio River, and Wesbanco Arena.

An OPEN LETTER To …

AN OPEN LETTER TO THOSE WHO ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM: Remember that Jeff Foxworthy guy and his, “You might be a redneck” one-liners? Pretty funny...

The Point of Minimum Wage

As a workforce, many of us are undervalued and underpaid. No one who works 8 hours a day, five days a week for 50 weeks a year should have to worry about paying their rent or choosing between buying food or paying the electric bill.

Another Mob Series?

Since LEDE launched more than a week ago, there’s been a plethora of questions posed: How often will the site publish new content?Can press releases be sent...

An OPEN LETTER To …

AN OPEN LETTER TO THE AREA’S KEYBOARD COWARDS: There’s a reason why your comments vanish from social media, and it’s a solid wager most of the...

To Complain or Not

For more than two years here in the Upper Ohio Valley, the top complaint from residents involved the condition of the roads. The decay is very...

An OPEN LETTER To …

AN OPEN LETTER TO W.VA. SENATE PRESIDENT MITCH CARMICHAEL: Last year, it was charter schools despite public opinion. This year? In an election year? Let’s see … A...

Meet ‘Bridge Bitch’

When I was in third grade a boy named Danny called me Dolly Parton. All through elementary school, I was called Morticia Addams. In eighth grade...