We owe a great debt to the printing arts, and I don’t mean what gets sprayed onto precisely sized sheets of bleached dead trees as it lurches its way out of that plastic box on your desk when you click…
Could we as a country be in deeper doo-doo? That was what immediately popped into my mind as I watched in disbelief and disgust the collection of video from news broadcasts compiled about the Black Friday shopper stampede.
This year, no one gave me a birthday present. Not a real one, anyway. There was cash from my mom, who also treated me to a stellar dinner out. My co-workers bought me flowers and cake, and my friends got…
Progress. That’s what they call it when things you love become obsolete. Things like broadcast television. Your 1970 Oldsmobile Cutlass SS 440. Bowler hats. Jazz music. Al Pacino. We’re never allowed to ignore the ticking clock of life’s second-hand movements.…
My nostalgia for Thanksgiving dinner extends this year to the Cretaceous Period. Yes, I’ll be feasting on dinosaur, or at least a cousin about 75 million years removed. Not Tyrannosaurus Rex or Stegosaurus or a Velociraptor—although I’m frightened to learn…
The sluggish recovery from the financial meltdown of 2007-08 doesn’t feel like a recovery at all; lots of people and institutions are still being fiscally flogged. And as institutions go, Denver’s Regional Transportation District is feeling the pain like no…
It’s the beginning of a long and cantankerous month of candidate interviews for the mid-term elections of 2010. So far, things are going swimmingly. Still, as this candidate and I talk about the deficit, unemployment rate, taxes and healthcare policy,…