Hillary Clinton had the worst luck of any First Lady in the past 40 years.
Oh sure, she’s had a pretty good run since she moved out of the White House, racking up an impressive record of First Lady firsts.
Her current job has a certain prominence as well.
But Hillary had a bad time of it back in the ’90s.
And not merely because of her husband’s high-profile philandering.
The year 2011 could turn out to be the most significant in America’s love affair with the automobile, an infatuation well into its second century and showing no sign of abating.
The reason is a Leaf.
And a Volt.
We’ve been assembling the Herald’s annual special section that chronicles the major news of the past year, a task which requires that we forego our normal obsession with timeliness in favor of a quest for the timeless.
(Although I was assured that there is, nonetheless, a deadline to be met. The proof that we succeeded is the 14-page publication tucked inside today’s edition.)
Time pressure aside, this job makes for a pleasant diversion each December, rather like snooping about in the scrapbook you find while rummaging in the closet for a wool watch cap.
Only with less chance of running across an embarrassing photograph from elementary school, when the only thing more prominent than your front teeth was your eyeglasses.
I knew the government was looking out for me but only recently did I learn that its concern extends all the way into my intestines.
When government officials talk about consumer protection, they mean protection not merely at the personal level, but at the cellular.
Speaking on behalf of my cells, I appreciate this.
The winter is as yet just a precocious tot, but its potential for noteworthy accomplishments is as obvious as that of a three-year-old who produces credible crayon likenesses of the family cat.
It looks as though it might be one of those winters.
You know the kind of winter I mean.
As acting Forest Supervisor on the Wallowa-Whitman National Forest until a permanent replacement is selected, I want to bring you up to date on the status of travel management planning on the Forest.
One of the most important issues facing the Forest Service is managing all types of recreational activities. Over the past several years the Wallowa-Whitman has engaged in a public process to designate roads, trails, and areas for motorized use as required by the 2005 National Travel Management Rule. The Forest has focused on identifying a system of routes that provides recreational opportunities and access for public motorized use, while providing protection to national forest resources.
By JAYSON JACOBY
Journalism, despite its occasional intellectual pretensions, is a blue-collar job.
You don’t need a license to practice it.
You don’t have pass a test or fill out a form or in any other way
satisfy the edicts of government or industry before you gather
information and then convey it to an audience.
It’s sort of like carpentry, except you hammer together clauses instead of boards.
This is as it should be.
The great bloody stain on civilization that is Adolf Hitler’s legacy continues to leak through the decades, leaving splotches in unexpected places.
The Portland Police Bureau, for instance.
Last month, Chief Mike Reese suspended Capt. Mark Kruger for 80 hours without pay and ordered him to attend “Tools for Tolerance” training.
Kruger’s offense, now almost a dozen years in the past, was nailing five plaques to a tree in Portland’s Rocky Butte Park, each marker honoring a German soldier killed during World War II.
(Kruger removed the plaques several years later.)
By JAYSON JACOBY
The loss of any historic building saddens me, but the transformation
of a structure from landmark to eyesore seems to me an even worse fate.
This process — and I’ll veer here briefly from an architectural to
an automotive analogy — is akin to parking a vintage Ferrari in a
drafty old barn and letting the packrats soil the fine leather and gnaw
the spark plug wires.
I would rather have only memories and photographs of such a thing,
at the apex of its beauty and utility, than to have to watch it decay.
It is, of course, vastly easier to lament such episodes than to prevent them.
Baker City voters value experience in their city councilors.
But not necessarily current experience.
For certain voters, past incumbency seems to be a more valuable political attribute than present.
County Clerk Tami Green this week faxed me a tally of the write-in votes from the Nov. 2 election.
The spreadsheets, which show the vote totals for everyone whose name
showed up on more than three ballots, make for interesting reading.
Overall, residents cast 1,021 write-in votes.
Which isn’t very many, really — barely 10 percent of the total votes cast.
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