Cultural, personal commentaries
"The terrible burden of too much stuff," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "My neighborhood near Highway 101 and Julian Street in San Jose is crowded and cluttered to the max: cars double parked, yard-less kids playing with toys in the streets, families of five or six children and all their belongings shoehorned into apartments of 500 square feet. Clutter of a different sort afflicts wealthier parts of the Valley. Up Highway 101, in well-to-do cities such as Palo Alto, folks are tackling it head on. They've formed support groups -- or 'simplicity circles' -- for people to discuss how to downsize and tidy up their lives ... "
"Minnesota boy stung by California stormin'," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "Crrrreak. Crrrrack. Crrrrash. The noises from breaking and falling tree limbs kept stopping me cold in my tracks on Lodge Road, the snow-covered trail that leads to my cabin just outside Big Basin. This was Monday, when the worst winter storm in a quarter century was whitening the Santa Cruz Mountains. Now I'm still nursing the hit my Midwestern pride took because I had to take a snow day -- in California. I started out for San Jose in my car, but ended up retreating home on foot because of falling trees. There was too much snow for the redwoods and oaks, and their branches were snapping down all over the forest and on the runt of a road that leads home ... Possible TV news bites filtered through my head. "A member of the Mercury News editorial board is flattened by a killer redwood. But, first, let's go to a live shot of kids on Mount Hamilton making snowmen ..."
"Like a Provocateur," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "The party-hardy Clinton years were tough on Madonna. America didn't need to rely on her to cause a commotion with randy Bill in the White House. I've missed her rattling the nation's social proprieties. Madonna is my guilty pleasure. She bounced into the pop culture when I was in high school in the early '80s and has clung on ever since. Prince, Michael Jackson and other of her musical contemporaries have flamed out. But, together, Madonna and I have gone from vinyls to cassettes to CDs. Oh, and through lots of tempests ..."
"No survivor is an island," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "There are two camps -- or in Survivor-speak, two tribes -- of you out there. The bigger one, perhaps 200 million Americans, tuned out the fuss over the CBS reality series. Maybe on Wednesday night you read an interesting novel or finished revising your start-up's marketing plan. You're a productive lot. You've earned the right to sniff at the rest of us. We wasted away the evening watching a pompous corporate trainer from Rhode Island walk off with a million-dollar check and a new SUV. But we also witnessed something more ..."
"Training Ground of Corporate Lawyers," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "From Berkeley to Westwood, the state's public law schools will hold graduation ceremonies this weekend. Mine will be Sunday at UCLA. No doubt, we'll hear speeches meant to encourage an inspire us to do good works with our impending J.D. degrees. Use your education to help the working poor. Provide people with affordable legal representation. Enter government services and rewrite unjust statutes. These are worthy causes, but the speakers should save their words. Three years of law school in the UC system have solidly indoctrinated too many of us into the moneyed life of corporate law. Not everyone started out down that road ..."
"Virtual visitation," column in the San Jose Mercury News: "Who says frumpy judges can't be Internet hip, maybe even a bit too with it? Not Kyron Henn-Lee. She's a divorced mother from New Jersey who got a tech job offer in Southern California. The only problem was that she'd need to move her daughter Katherine a continent away from the 9-year-old's father. The mom's solution? Build a Web site. Buy her husband a Web cam. And, click click, the dad would be able to communicate 'directly with Katherine on a daily basis and review her school work and records. (He) would be afforded daily face-to-face communication with Katherine, albeit through an electronic medium." I pulled these words from a decision by an appellate court in New Jersey. The approving judges called this approach to child custody creative and innovative. I call it callous and troublesome ..."
"Gang crisis," column in the Santa Barbara News-Press: "Perhaps one of the most pathetic cases of spin or over-reaching by local elected officials had to do with how the Santa Barbara City Council responded to the stabbing death of a teenage boy last March. There's a crisis in the neighborhoods. Police say Santa Barbara has 768 documented gang members. Gang stabbings and other violent acts are all too common. But the council since 2002 has had a history of cutting resources for cops on the street. This has been a festering problem and requires serious thought. But how did some council members respond after the March stabbing death near State Street? They hoped the problem would just go away and looked for a sound bite to give to reporters ..."
"Thousands of Working Poor," editorial in the Monterey County Herald: "Appalachia. The Mississippi delta. Pine Ridge. Watts. President Clinton's tour hit many spots that people instantly think of when they hear the words 'America' and 'poverty.' But Clinton's choice of the most glaring and obvious examples of this country's poor communities deflects attention from the the persistence of poverty around the rest of us. Take Monterey County, for example ..."
"Public faces of hatred," editorial in the Oregonian: "A ragtag crew of neo-Nazis, skinheads and Klansmen decided to live out the Constitution's free speech guarantees in a Saturday morning march through the Idaho town of Coeur d'Alene. Their open exercise in hate provided more unwelcome evidence that intolerance of racial and religious minorities is fast becoming a larger part of our public life. Hate groups are growing at a breakneck pace across the country ... The hate and anger that found public expression in Nazi uniforms and Klan robes on main street was a reminder of something far from the march's intended goal. They showed that intolerance and hatred doesn't only exist in the hidden crevasses of private life."