I’m not worried about the boobs in Asheville. I’m worried about the ones in Raleigh.
The N.C. GOP thinks “local” control means Raleigh!
McCrory’s new state slogan: In N.C., “government” really means “business.”
It’s obvious the president doesn’t give a dime about veracity.
Thank you, Pope Benedict, for a difficult task well done.
I don’t lose sleep over North Korea. Obama’s my nightmare.
That Carnival cruise gives new meaning to the phrase “poop deck.”
High seize on the high seas.
Let them eat cake and charge them an extra 1 percent for 30 years!
It’s the Carolina Panthers! When is Gov. Haley going to “kick in”?
When can I expect my unsolicited gift from the mayor?
How much would it cost to get rid of the Panthers and get a good team?
A 3 percent raise for city workers is equivalent to a polite slap.
If it can’t be Harris Teeter, let’s hope it’s Wegmans.
Not sure what scares me more: Bruton buying the Panthers, or Kroger buying Harris Teeter.
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