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One of the central reasons that an elected Republican in Los Angeles is as rare as a dinosaur is that the city’s only influential newspaper, the hardline left-wing Los Angeles Titanic, won’t let him or her through the gate. The Titanic treats Republicans as if they were illegal aliens, and they sympathetically treat illegal aliens as they should treat Republicans.

Perhaps you are curious, as we were earlier today, about the current state of the ACLU’s intriguing interest in last summer’s transfer of the campus of Culver City High School. There is no urgent need for you to summon a covey of friends to join you in celebrating or mourning the denouement of The Strange Case That Never Was, as principals like to regard it.

Journalists who cover Culver City High School are losing a terrific interview – a gift for the community – if they don’t interview the water polo team’s almost coach-for-life, Nestor Dordony. I wrote sporting news for more years than the oldest student has been alive – professional and amateur teams – and yet I never heard a coach make the sterling observations about his players that Mr. Dordony did.

When I walked over to The Plunge last Thursday afternoon, I may as well have been heading for Mali. I did not have any understanding of the strange new world I was entering. During my years as a sports writer, baseball, football, basketball and prize fighting formed the outer reaches of my universe. Until 96 hours ago, I never had seen a water polo match.

On this day that every American should not merely honor but quietly, sincerely thank Dr. King, it also is a moment to reflect on what could have been. In my life. Not until my late years did one of the powerful regrets of my life bubble, uncomfortably, guiltily, to the surface.

When Swishy stepped before the cameras yesterday, for about the 45,000th time in his still less than four years in office, we were reminded of the strongest distinction between liberals who routinely emote and conservatives who routinely reason.

The childless, lying governor of our state has struck again – by coaxing a sufficient number of ignorant liberals to the polls two months ago to pass his latest scam.

From my hospital bed early yesterday morning, I watched race-conscious Colin (The Slippery Chameleon) Powell disingenuously defend the Nebraska Bagel, Chuck Hagel, for the next Secretary of Defense, in Meet the Press.

Having been turned down by his first choice for Secretary of Defense, Mo Morsi, caliph of Egypt, President Obama resorted to such a pathetic shlub that even the Los Angeles Titanic, which swoons over Our Dear Leader, this morning declined to endorse his choice.

When I arrived at my favorite newsstand early this morning, a middle-aged, middle-class black man and, separately, a middle-class, middle-aged black woman, first-time visitors who did not know each other, scanned the racks. They a were disappointed.