When I was a kid, my father was a police officer in a large Southern California city. In the turmoil of the 1960s, law enforcement…
The ice cream wars
Today, two things happened that made me think we’re sometimes doing more harm than good when it comes to masking requirements and how we react…
The leader she was meant to be
She’s clear-eyed and focused — she’s confident she knows what she’s doing and where she’s going. I suspect this quality characterizes most aspects of her…
Home is where the [vote] is
Now the fun begins. Maybe it’s not really fun but, I’ll tell you, you can see where they’re going to go with this. It’s as…
A dangerous gift
Is this what we want? Have we rejected our pluralistic roots? Do we now favor a narrowed ideology, requiring everyone around us to fit into…
“You have to learn not to get caught.”
It’s about time. Prior to COVID, the U.S. was experiencing notable mass shootings at the rate of about one a week. Other than certain war-torn,…
(Shopping) At home for the holidays
When I was a kid, my mother would applaud retailers like Nordstrom who held all Christmas advertising and decoration until after Thanksgiving. Nordstrom’s 120-year-old tradition…
When secret agents meet: Clarification
Mea culpa. The satiric mockery piece I posted on November 2 was universally interpreted in ways I did not intend. When something is misinterpreted by…
When secret agents meet
They’re sitting around a dingy little room in an old trailer somewhere outside Carlton. There are five or six of them, wearing flannel shirts and…
Devil’s in the details
On the other end of Oregon, in a small coastal town, a deceptively important vote is taking place tonight. The COVID age has brought out…