Make no mistake. If Joe Messina gains a seat on the William S. Hart Union High School District board after the Tuesday election, it could represent a true sea change in the local politics of the Santa Clarita Valley.
"He who is different from me does not impoverish me - he enriches me. Our unity is constituted in something higher than ourselves - in Man. ... For no man seeks to hear his own echo, or to find his reflection in the glass."
- Antoine De Saint-Exupery
Living in Santa Clarita, it is sometimes easy to forget there are people in need. As a community, Santa Clarita residents are some of the most giving people you'll ever meet.
It took Moses 40 years to lead the Children of Israel across the desert to the Promised Land. So why should we be surprised, in an era of environmental impact reports and NIMBYism, that the William S. Hart Union High School District has yet to finalize its 10-year search for a home for the proposed Castaic high school?
First and foremost, I would like to thank The Signal's Editorial Board for endorsing my candidacy for the Castaic Union School District's Governing Board. I am humbled.
A few years ago, the legislature tried to pass a law that would make environmental review for projects less biased. It seems developer-funded environmental impact reports (EIRs) often left something to be desired in the areas of accuracy and full disclosure.
Luke Skywalker walks tentatively into the Mos Eisley Cantina on pirate planet Tatooine, his faithful golden droid by his side. "We don't serve droids here," a gnarly bartender barks out, and C-3PO gets rudely tossed out.
I freely choose to put my political opinions out among the public, so I accept I will elicit a fair share of protest for holding said opinions.
Let me introduce myself, what I stand for and why I am running again for a seat on the Castaic Union School District Board of Trustees.
One of my esteemed and talented fellow columnists has taken a sabbatical to spend time learning to be a better business leader. In a recent column, he learned to "be silent and listen."
With two weeks until the Nov. 3 election and the absentee ballots already out, the election is practically over at this point. That is the usual mantra from those who say their vote won't really make a difference. I don't believe that. With this advisory vote for the westside unincorporated communities, every vote matters.
Owning and operating your own business has never been easy. Start-up capital, office space, equipment, employees, payroll, fierce competition and endless paperwork mean never resting as an owner of a small business. And yet, 99.2 percent of the businesses in California fall into the category of "small" and employ more than half of our state's workforce.
During the lean times of the Great Recession we get used to certain images: The sad sign of the foreclosure notice on the vacant house. A closure notice on a factory that once made cars. The dejected and somewhat caged looks of recently laid off workers in an unemployment line. These images make us sad.
Eleven million dollars.
"Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will eat for a lifetime."
You're familiar with the noise America has heard for a long time. It will continue, but it's easily unmasked.
The official arrival of summer is just weeks away. If you listen closely, you will soon be able to hear kids all over town chanting that classic phrase: "school's out for summer!"
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,