In Visible Ink

The mayor’s minimum

While attending the U.S.

Summary of My Discontent

Clean energy high fives

A couple of weeks ago, when I read yet another story about the decline of coal, I found myself pumping my fist in the air.

Fun with Shrapnel

Reverie

With the recent Father’s Day, the loss of my dad comes into focus again. My dad died in November of 2000.

Stop Calling Me Surly

Bingham blessings trump curses

For the first time in nearly a century, the mansion high atop Glenview is for sale.

In Visible Ink

Power of pop culture

I’ve devoted most of my columns to musings about social and political issues, but as anyone who knows me well can tell you, my most favorite thing to write and talk about is popular culture.

Keeping Up with the Jones

The necessity of black studies

Recent allegations by former North Carolina-Chapel Hill basketball player Rashad McCants have refueled perennial debates about university athletic department practices, exploitation of college athl

Summary of My Discontent

A promise to Magdalena

The obituary, yellow and brittle, had a line that landed like a sock to the solar plexus: “Besides his wife and children, his aged mother, Mrs.

Fun with Shrapnel

Art for hunger’s sake

There was a time when my family was, for all useful purposes, destitute. During that time we ate a lot of tuna casserole and a lot of beans.

Stop Calling Me Surly

Illusory security tax

When I write “The Complete and Unabridged American History of Fear” chronicling disproportionate public-policy panic reactions to dreadful events, I shall devote a chapter to Louisville

In Visible Ink

A new dawn, a new day for District 1

Now that the dust has settled on the District 1 Metro Council race where Jessica Green ousted incumbent Attica Scott, I am inclined to do a little ranting about the race.