To me, the advertising campaign being waged by British Petroleum to rehabilitate its public image is one thing if you’re a Madison Avenue ad agency and quite another if you’re in New Orleans having...
A search for some good news this week turned up reports that scores of our children are tightening their belts, winning their own battles of the bulge, and for all but a few relatively isolated dem...
If I had my way, we’d fly over Interstate 5 from Oceanside to La Jolla and back in comfy trains that cruise in silence, levitated, along powerful magnetic fields. For if we are to be spending up to...
It looked there for the longest time that to be a good citizen of the California Republic, wholly subscribing to a state constitution that spells out our considerable rights and freedoms, I’d have ...
There’s an old chestnut about the elephant on the couch where a news reporter is assigned to bring back a story about how an incumbent plans to get re-elected to public office. The reporter turns i...
There’s just something you’ve got to like, even admire, about a maverick, a garrulous charmer who may bend a rule now and again to achieve what he and his followers would agree is a worthwhile end,...
The news has been bristling lately with items about what may, or may not, have been pre-emptive strikes aimed at rooting out a supply chain for esoteric drugs linked — however obliquely — to our ha...
I’m siding these days with John and Stacy Quartarone, the Carlsbad couple who lost their 16-year-old son, Chase, to non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma in December and who theorize that tests of the air, soil a...