Santa Clarita is a valley of natural beauty, endless trails and pristine parks. I see Santa Claritans out everywhere: biking, hiking, running, playing, reveling in our good fortune to live in such an ideal climate surrounded by stunning mountains and sacred trees.
So - after enjoying a peaceful night's sleep in your virtually crimeless neighborhood, you drive your big SUV down our wide, landscaped roads, dropping kids off at our well-managed public schools, continuing your way down Caltrans-maintained highways to your job building widgets for the latest government fighter plane or public project. Listening to Rush Limbaugh in the morning, you consider how superior your anti-government, conventional-wisdom conservatism is. But maybe you're having some doubts.
Can any of us imagine - right here in Santa Clarita - a mom and her children sleeping in their car? It may sound unbelievable, but they are coming to Single Mothers Outreach for help. In the last two weeks, I have talked with seven families that were homeless or about to become homeless.
Google Barack Obama Anti-Christ and you get 1.12 million hits. Today we'll discuss that and I'll criticize Bill Clinton and George W. Bush, explain Jon Stewart and Jim Cramer, as well as making a little sense of the financial meltdown and the Green Bubble. That's a lot to do, so let's get going.
A remarkable thing happened at Christ Lutheran Church on Tournament Road a couple weeks ago. Troop 609 held a National Eagle Court-of-Honor. What made it so remarkable was that not just one Eagle was christened but four.
The recent birth of octuplets to a single and unemployed mother of six in Bellflower has been the fodder for numerous television news segments, talk shows and editorials.
I personally know Bill Bolde. When ranking the principals of the six comprehensive high schools in the Hart district, I would place him just slightly below Dr. Paul Priesz of Valencia High School.
A couple of weeks ago, I visited the Reagan Presidential Library and picked up my signed copy of Bill O'Reilly's "A Bold Fresh Piece of Humanity."
California residents are not strangers to emergencies. Disaster strikes in many forms, and almost always without warning, but the burden can consistently be lessened when we anticipate a surprise. Many families are left in worse condition than ever imagined because they failed to properly prepare. To avoid this common tragedy, the city of Santa Clarita does its best to help residents proactively prepare for emergencies.
If you look around hard enough at grocery store sales, you can sometimes buy bottled water in a 12-pack for about the same amount you would pay for an equivalent amount of gas at $3 a gallon. This is a bargain when compared to buying a single bottle of Desani or Aquifina or any of the numerous other brands at $1 or higher, or equivalent to around more than $8 a gallon.
News has it that some larger banks may soon be nationalized - saved by the government until the economy picks up. Republicans say, "That's socialism and we can't have that. Soon the government will own everything."
March is springing and sprouting its greenery in my neck of the woods. The birds are happily chirping, the ruby red leaves are popping on the roses and the hyacinths and daffodils are blooming. Okay, the traditional flowers of spring are growing in my neighbor's yard, but my lavender and rosemary are fragrantly blooming.
"Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench;
When the Depression of the 1930s gripped our country's economy, FDR's "New Deal" brought forth funding for nationwide infrastructure projects that has yet to be repeated.
As the water equivalent of a recession deepens, we at the Castaic Lake Water Agency are looking ahead into 2009 and expecting we'll dip into our reserves.
"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!
We here at the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy, also known as the Party of No (or is that "Know"?) often get letters from our loyal readers. Several are reproduced here for your reading enjoyment.