The complicity of the Republican to enable a widely anticipated banking and investment collapse is just another Republican play to greed.
When I was in college, I lived in an apartment off campus. My neighbors included a bus driver, an elderly retired couple, some farm workers and a guy who just got out of prison.
In the budget-bickering, bananas world of Sacramento politics, be grateful for Cameron Smyth.
When my teenage daughter, Brandie, called Wednesday and told me our car had a "snow 'fro" from snow piling up on its rooftop, I didn't believe her. Like most Southern Californians, my husband Vince and I commute to work. We knew when we left our high desert home in Pinon Hills Wednesday morning we'd likely get trapped in sunny Santa Clarita. But our much-appreciated jobs at The Signal awaited and we enjoyed an exciting serendipity creeping along Highway 14 nearly alone.
The holiday countdown is now at single digits. Hanukkah begins tonight at sundown, Christmas is a mere four days away and Kwanzaa begins Friday. I rather think the British and the Canadians have it nicely thought out with Boxing Day celebrated on the day after Christmas. The day after Christmas should be a holiday! Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas and Joyous Kwanzaa!
Menorah lighting at Town Center Mall
Chris Dickerson changed my outlook. The unapologetic liberal and Baltimore transplant who served in the capacity of Signal city editor during the late 1990s, at one of our several lunches at the Way Station, opened my eyes to an epiphany.
This letter should have been written years ago, when the incident that prompts its belated publication took place.
"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
A local Democratic activist confided to me several months ago that his own dear mother told him, "America is not ready for a black president."
It's now less than two weeks until Halloween ... though with the recent ups and downs on Wall Street it seems we've had plenty of scary stuff to keep us awake at night!
The Wine Affair
In the digital world, people's need to access real-time information transcends simply 24-hour national and world news sources and must include local happenings.
We fled the San Fernando Valley - unfortunately theft, drugs and prostitution moved into our neighborhood, and we just didn't feel as though we were safe anymore.
Just as there were a lot of hushed conversations about the election, people now mutter about the financial bailouts. We stand off to the side and speak quietly. We watch the news of families struggling, losing their jobs and homes.
I was struck by CNN correspondent Campbell Brown's recent column in which she recommends that Barack Obama be more forthright with the American people about his connection to thoroughly disgraced Illinois Gov. Rod Blagojevich.
I'm greedy when it comes to Christmas presents. And this year, I wanna give more presents than anyone else gives.
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.
Ever since I moved to Santa Clarita nearly 28 years ago, I've always appreciated our community's clean streets, wide open spaces and active lifestyle.
In the 1976 movie "Network," Peter Finch delivers the famous line, "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take it anymore."
Editor's note: The following column was written in response to a news story reporting that Gov. Jerry Brown, after touring California counties to determine effects of prisoner realignment, declared, "I can report ... that realignment is working."
The United States government recently launched the Ahmadiyya Muslim Caucus chaired by veteran Republican Congressman Frank Wolf.
The world as we see it in our own eyes can be stressful, enigmatic, or blessed. Mine is a wonderful place to be.
Let me let you in on a joke I recently experienced.
When veterans return home, their fighting days should be over. They put their lives on the line for their country and fought the good fight.
We live in a global world with a global economy. Never did that concept become so clear to me than on the Trade and Investment Mission to China led by Supervisor Antonovich earlier this month.
You would think that a big push to develop a massive gravel mine would at least be backed up by one significant factor:
I just got back from a series of business trips in the east. I was able to visit the garden spots of Pittsburgh, Topeka, Kansas City, and Philadelphia. I was never so glad to get back home.
I've always heard that the airwaves belong to the people.
I often attend conferences where the attendees are given name tags that boldly announce who they are. This creates a phenomenon rarely seen elsewhere. As we walk the halls of the conference center or hotel, our eyes are fixed on the name tags of those we pass. We're anxious to see if they are "somebody." Is he a well-known speaker?
Now that our city has survived another local election, I thought it would be appropriate to make some comments regarding elections and city hall. After all, things can get pretty exciting, or should I say concerning around election time in Santa Clarita.