Pulled out the paper this bright Monday morning and started reading. Of course, I have my bagel with strawberry cream cheese, oat bran cereal and tall glass of orange juice at the ready. I know how to start my holiday day.
While I was not yet living when it was fought, World War II has shaped so much of the world in which I have lived. It framed the whole idea of valor and courage and sacrificial service. And it wasn't only those who served in uniform who experienced the war, and felt that they played a vital part in bringing about a good and swift conclusion to it. In truth, we were a nation at war. Soldier and civilian were on the same team, working for a common goal, with mutual respect and honor.
I have watched helplessly in recent weeks and months with a growing sense of alarm, fearing that our generation is witnessing the death of one of the most vital pillars of liberty: the freedom of individual thought and the free exchange of ideas. While it's true that the First Amendment only protects people from government reprisals for speaking freely, social media and mass media lynch mobs are just as much a danger in a free society as any oppressive government.
Memorial Day is almost here and that means a three-day weekend for most Americans. The annual holiday in honor of the brave men and women who've died serving our country to keep us safe and free is also considered the unofficial start of summer! Flags will be raised in honor of those we've lost, while families and friends will gather for backyard barbeques, lawn games, and poolside fun.
Followers of this column know that five weeks ago my daughter Katie was struck by a motorcycle in India. Katie suffered severe traumatic brain injury; required emergency cranial surgery, was comatose two days, spent six days in the ICU, and subsequently required 16 further days of hospitalization to recover sufficiently well for the 24 hour jet trip back home. Landing at LAX, Katie immediately spent two days at UCLA for a thorough work up, followed by one month of outpatient cognitive and occupational rehab. Five days ago, virtually fully recovered,
Gun owners are passionate about their guns, and there's nothing wrong with that – but wouldn't it be refreshing if they were just as passionate about reducing all the needless deaths caused by gun violence every single year?
My wife is taking a photography class over at COC right now. This is actually rather humorous since she often sees one of our sons on campus who is also a student.
In my little world I often hear guys musing about their legacy.
Just as their households must, Californians expect their state government not only to live within its means, but to work in a bipartisan way for the benefit of all.
All Californians are being called on to protect one of our state's most precious resources, water.
One of the most profound rights we have as citizens is the right to petition. The First Amendment of our Constitution "prohibits Congress from abridging or prohibiting the right of the people ... to petition the government for a redress of grievances."
I read Gary Horton's April 30 column on his experience with the Affordable Care Act ("American Medicine has become a joke") and decided to share a story.
In every ordered and civilized society the rule of law plays an essential role. Given that human nature is too often selfish and sometimes even cruel, laws are enacted to declare the boundaries between right and wrong. Laws form the lens through which society views the actions of those individuals who choose to live in the group.
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
Someone has rightly said that a true friend is one who walks in when everyone else is walking out. In most areas of life, tragedy and trial bring truth to the surface. Your true character is best seen in the worst of situations, when the façade falls away and you no longer can hide who you are. When it comes to friendships, hard times bring out the reality of the relationship.
Three million dollars. It's a drop in the bucket for a $100-plus-billion budget.
"I just don't get it!" Being on the receiving end of many of my Uncle Earl's tirades, I am now familiar with the lead-in to one of his standard diatribes.
I have opposed the high-speed rail project since its inception and am troubled by Gov. Jerry Brown's single-minded pursuit of it since he took office in 2011.
"Oops!" Gov. Rick Perry infamously uttered during the 2012 Republican primaries.
Smoke slinks across pavement in the darkness, cries from gassed citizens fill the air, people break into a McDonald's to provide milk-based relief to a person hit with tear gas, sound weapons pass levels that cause permanent damage, police shoot pellets at journalists.
Recently I read a study on English language clichés that named "it is what it is" as the most annoying.
Gubernatorial candidate Neel Kashkari pegged it: The high-speed rail is Jerry Brown's Crazy Train. Equally, The Signal named it "the high speed hoodwink" (July 13, 2014).
The Aug. 15, 2015, edition of The Signal contained an op-ed piece by Phil Kerpen entitled "A big new tax coming."
Ah, the 1973–1974 oil crisis. I was 17, driving my blue 1968 VW Bug back and forth from high school and work.
Here's a question: when politicians or public figures are dead wrong about a claim they've repeatedly made, what expectations does the public reasonably have to either an apology or even an acknowledgement that they were wrong in the first place?
By my count, this column is #211. Two hundred eleven times I have put my thoughts into writing and offered them up to the public conversation and critique. I must admit, when I first suggested a column on ethics to the leadership of the Signal I never dreamed it would come to this. This column has become part of my weekly routine. More than that it has become a bit of a master. It has me under its thumb, always reminding me another 750 words will be required, and should make at least some sense.
Undoubtedly, we've all heard it said before: the future is STEM.
"People who run ball clubs, they think in terms of buying players. Your goal shouldn't be to buy players. Your goal should be to buy wins and in order to buy wins, you need to buy your runs."
In California, water is life. Water access and rights have always been a fight for life, with farming interests warring against consumer water districts, while end consumers demand abundant water to maintain a lush Southern Californian suburban lifestyle.
I just returned from my 40th high school reunion. It was great, but I must admit I didn't realize how many old people would be there!