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Do We Need to Tell the World We're Perfect?

After two tours in Iraq as a Marine, and suffering from debilitating PTSD due to the horrors of war, Sgt. Andy Manzi found healing through surfing. The story of his healing is now influencing the way the VA deals with veterans suffering from PTSD.

Wait! Before you hastily exit out of our site, think again. You'll actually want to read this.

In a brief examination of depression in the wake of Robin William's devastating death, Shep Rose cites parallels in the life of another tragically lost genius, David Foster Wallace.

Plus: How to fix the bullying problem that's leaving teen casualties in its wake? Here are two ideas, and they don't involve celebrity spokespeople

It's Friday. Have a laugh. You need it. A YouTube hit, with a killer marching band tucked in there, too (P.S. This Sat: Tyler Mechem opening for Michael McDonald; 3 Band CD release at the Music Hall)

Those of us over 35 remember a time when you bought albums—period. Problem was, one or two songs rocked, the rest of it sucked. Here are 13 albums that are good start to finish

The doc's sit-down with the Gun was Grit through and through—that is, a fresh perspective on an issue that's got the whole country's attention

There's one big player in the resurgent gun debate that hasn't made the requisite media rounds—I sat down with him recently to discuss our culture, the President's stance, and big-picture solutions

Last week, blogger Tim Brennan got us thinking about artist-types and their predilection to suicide. As a psychiatrist, I had to weigh in (also, college kids? You need to read this)

Sex, drugs, and... well, suicide sells. Why artist types can't imagine themselves out of misery, and why the music industry can't get enough of it. (Caution: I don't have answers, just big questions)

My advice for taking in Friday night's show at the Music Farm, in a mere 20 Tips or Less. Really, buy me a Guinness and follow my advice. Only some of it though... Most of it doesn't even work for me

The story of the little old lady who stopped into my cafe demanding answers—on coffee, road signs, vodka, and God, among other things

Were local fashionistas' party faces fit for a night of fashion, or a bit of a snooze. Depends on which night you went...

Phillip DeClemente, aka "Happy Now?", isn't the only one who lost his sh** yesterday. Traffic-plagued Charlestonians are having a hell of a time grappling with the (im?)morality of it all