If mistakes were wallpaper, we could cover Culver City this afternoon, something we endeavor to do 5 days week anyway. Ring up one more gaffe.
Camarella and Karlo Carry Stains No Dry Cleaner Can Remove
The City Council did not make bad choices last night — just wrong ones, quite wrong ones — for appointments to 2 city commissions, Civil Service, and Parks and Recreation.
The reason for their very personal gaffe is not a mystery, just an exasperation. The result of their tilted voting — the overt snubbing of the candidates Tom Camarella and Karlo Silbiger — was as predictable as the Gregorian calendar or, in my case, ex-wives.
What Times Is It? Who Knows? But It Ain’t McCain’s, for Sure
With 98 percent of American media openly rooting for Barack Obama to win the White House, and 92 percent of them volunteering to drive him there, Mr. Obama’s campaign has just scored another unique victory.
Parks’ Ill-Advised Letter Calls Into Question the State of His Judgment
If Bernard Parks either composed or approved of the whining letter (see below) about The New Yorker that appeared over his name this morning in the Los Angeles Times, he should lower his head to half-mast, wheel on his well-shined right shoe and depart, wordlessly, from the room.
In New York and L.A., the Times Does a 3-Step on McCain: Ready, Aim, Fire
Until Monday, this was threatening to become the first Presidential campaign in modern times in which the Democratic Presidential candidate was granted exclusively favorable coverage, by what is called the Mainstream Media, and the Republican drew only critical attention.
Hospital Sound System: Calling the Rev. Doctor. He Is Wanted Urgently in Surgery
The Rev. Jesse Jackson’s one-time-only offer last week to perform soprano surgery on Barack Obama, without billing him, still was being rejected as late as yesterday by Mr. Obama. Mr. Jackson, equally, was being rejected by the Obama camp. This makes two statements about the Democratic nominee: He does not change his mind on every subject, and he still yearns to sing bass in a church choir.
Oh, Princess, Where Were You? Why Did You Blow Off Last Night’s Meeting?
We could start with the premise that Yvonne (Ms. Empty of 1960 or so) Brathwaite Burke is a sterling candidate for Most Overrated Politician in Los Angeles County. Mayor I Love Me is a serious enough challenger for her to feel his breath. But in honor of her 16 years’ too late retirement, let’s award her the crown of ignominy.
Does It Really Make a Difference, Spanish or English?
Last week, the Los Angeles Times dispatched a sobbing girl reporter to sympathetically cover the pending deportation of a divorced, illegal Mexican immigrant father, thereby tragically and unfairly depriving a 10-year-old boy of a desperately needed parent.
This week, the Los Angeles Times dispatched a sobbing girl reporter to UCLA to present a sympathetic portrait of academic America’s hot new export, “undocumented graduates.” In the stirring locution of the Times, the occasion was described as “a ceremony for graduating UCLA students, both documented and undocumented.”
Saying Hello — and Goodbye to Adele and Henry
The first time I met Adele and Henry Siegel was in their parlor a number of years ago on Christmas Day.
They were Jewish, and so was I. Therefore, I hoped we could proceed directly into our interview without any tinsel to slow us.
But first, I was struck by my surroundings on an overcast and chilly day. How dark the room seemed. My vision was fine, but didn’t they want illumination instead of heavy shadows?
So It’s a Hot Day. What’s Melting — Ice Cream or Obama’s ‘Beliefs’?
Amazingly, and disappointingly, Barack Obama has publicly stated more positions on the war this week than a Tijuana prostitute assumes while entertaining an afternoon’s worth of clients.
His gushing views, seldom rigid, keep changing like the rushing waters of a creek: His clearly voiced opinions don’t stay within your sightlines long enough for you to judge, maturely, their nature and how closely they align with yours.