I’m going old school with the flow, biting a rhyme from Uncle L, when I say, “Don’t call it a comeback.” It being the rebirth, the remixing and reloading of The Alternative,
and I could also add that like LL, “I’ve been here for years.” I’ve
been underground, hiding out in darkened theaters, multiplexing my way
above the fray.
Though our collective attention was often fractured by the local media’s coverage of poor people getting arrested, gay rights and cigarettes, national issues like housing market crashes and America’s increasingly diminished standing among the international community, we at WWE! were lucky enough to have a public medium to express our feelings and enough Internet access to look up the stuff we didn’t know anything about.
When taking walks in my neighborhood in Westwood, I see political signs for U.S. Rep. Steve Chabot all over the place.
I’m currently living in what’s considered a Republican and conservative community, but apparently we have a few Democrats here too. It does my heart good to see Steve Driehaus signs scattered here and there.
I like the Driehaus television commercials. He often ends his TV.ads by saying, “Steve Chabot’s not a bad guy. He’s just been in Washington too long.”
America has a monumental decision coming up Nov. 4. Do we elect as our president - the theoretical leader of the free world and the individual who we expect to lead us to the Promised Land - an old guy who's been in public/political life for more than...
John McCain heard about President Bush's proposed $700 billion economic-help-out plan today and said, "Hold it! America needs help from a maverick! I'm going to Washington!" and then he postponed his presidential campaign.
When President Bush, one of Karl Rove's best friends, gave Rove the nickname of "turd blossom," it spoke volumes about both men. Just as the name implies, a turd blossom is a flower that grows out of a pile of shit. Specifically, it's a desert wildflower in west Texas that flourishes among cow droppings.
Brenda Nesselroad-Slaby's terrible parenting skills might have resulted in a child dying a slow and excruciating death this summer, but that didn't stop her from accepting an invitation to kick it with a sympathetic talk show host.
Nov. 4 can't get here soon enough. I'm writing this column before the second McCain-Obama presidential debate, exactly four weeks until Election Day. I can't wait for it all to be over and for Barack Obama officially to be president-elect.