Columns
The Second Massacre of America’s Wolves
Just a few years after the Mayflower landed, the Massachusetts Bay Colony offered a bounty on wolves. As North America was colonized, the European arrivals killed every wolf they laid eyes on, for pelts and as protection of their livestock against prey. The systematic annihilation of the buffalo forced the wolf to change its habits,... »
Miscellanea
Last weekend’s art walk downtown served to remind me that no matter how down-in-the-mouth I get about this wonderful little community of ours, there’s always hope. A whole passel of artists spread out from the Chez Hope headquarters to Argus Spa to show their works, mingle with participants, and though the weather looked like it... »
Fine Line
Something I’ve struggled with most of my adult life is the fine line between environmental responsibility and the good of mankind. Those of you who have read this dribble for many years will recall that I tend to try to take a moderate approach to environmentalism. I try to position myself somewhere between the Greenpeace... »
Elitist?
Down here where there isn’t a lot of fly fishing or fly fishers, you probably aren’t aware that we of that particular bent are often considered elitist snobs by those who cast bait and lure rods. There’s probably some truth to that, up in the frigid north. Myself, I always tell people, “Fishing is fishing,... »
The Will of the People
Washington is not only intent on prolonging the suffering of Louisiana and its people, they also knew the pain they were going to inflict well in advance of the first blow. The president’s own oil spill commission questioned the moratorium on offshore drilling, and were told by Washington that the moratorium will stand, no bones... »
Old Dogs and Puppies
“Watch the old dog. She’ll sense a change far earlier than we do. She’ll raise her head from a nap as if she’s been called, when no one has called her. She’ll go out in the side yard and point herself north and raise her nose and half-close her eyes and stand there a... »
Downgrading
You may recall a year or so ago I admitted that I had fallen for the slick advertising and upgraded my cellular phone to one of those fancy-dancy, gosh-wow-did-you-see-that-Ma? touch screen phones. It wasn’t an iPhone. It was a knockoff. But this bad boy had Internet and email capability, a full touch-pad keyboard and more... »
Lost
There’s been an ever-present tightness in my chest, a slight nausea in my solar plexus for months now. I am anxious yet lethargic; apprehensive but careless. Down and out, of course. Melancholy. Depressed. Call it what you want. Harry Middleton called it “the meat bucket blues.” I feel…lost. A stranger in a strange land. I have... »
This & That
The escape of vicious killers from an Arizona medium-security prison has horrified the nation this week. Two convicts, aided by a fiancée of one of them, were linked to the brutal murders of an elderly couple whose charred remains were found in a camper in New Mexico as they fled northwest through the Rocky Mountains. One... »
Two-And-A-Half
I talk to him when I’m lonesome like; and I’m sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes, but never a friend... »

Roger Emile Stouff has been a writer and journalist since 1980, now with the St. Mary and Franklin Banner-Tribune in Franklin, Louisiana where he has received numerous state press awards for his column, "From the Other Side," reprinted here. He is the son of Nicholas Stouff, the last traditional chief of the Chitimacha Tribe of Louisiana and Lydia Gaudet Stouff, a Cajun Belle. (Photo by Sue Davis)