Missouri drivers will see changes in their driver's licenses beginning this year.
The Department of Revenue says new licenses will have security features such as special printing, laser perforations and bar codes. The state says the changes are designed to protect the owner's identity and fight fraud.
Did you feel that pullback January 1st? That was Congress finally passing a compromise bill to prevent the country from careening off the fiscal cliff. In the early hours of 2013, the Senate passed the bill. And much later that day, the House passed it.
University of Missouri System President Tim Wolfe announced a few changes to the organization of some administrative offices Wednesday. In a press release, Wolfe said he will consolidate the roles of Vice Presidents of Academic Affairs, which has been vacant for several years, and the Vice President of Economic Development.
UM System spokesperson Jennifer Hollingshead says the new person in this position will work with chief academic, research and economic development officers on all of the system campuses.
Allen Berry co-owns a cow-calf operation with his wife near Trenton, Mo. Like all other cow-calf operators, Berry pays into a fund that benefits the Cattlemen’s Beef Promotion and Research Board for each animal sold.
Originally published on Thu January 3, 2013 6:43 am
Update at 7:35 a.m ET, Jan. 3. Signed By Autopen:
As many had expected he would, the president did sign the fiscal cliff agreement with an autopen. The bill was back in Washington, D.C., while Obama was in Hawaii on vacation. So, it was signed by an autopen machine that produces a copy of the president's signature. As we outlined earlier, this has been done before.
Our original post — "How Will President Obama Sign The Fiscal Cliff Bill?"
If a stranger attacks you inside your own home, the law has always permitted you to defend yourself. On the other hand, if an altercation breaks out in public, the law requires you to try to retreat. At least, that's what it used to do.
Many signs are in the Cyrillic alphabet. The men and women sitting in the cafes are speaking Russian. The shops sell vodka, black bread, pickled herring and Russian-brewed Baltika beer. You have to pinch yourself to remember where you are.
This scene, with all its echoes of the former Soviet Union, is not in St. Petersburg or Vladivostok, or anywhere else in that vast sweep of bleak northern lands. It is in Ashdod, Israel, a palm-lined, pastel-colored port city that sprawls along the mild shores of the Mediterranean.