Summary of My Discontent

Another outbreak threatens U.S.

Health-care workers around the globe are trying to prevent the spread of Middle East Respiratory Syndrome, or MERS, while also striving to contain SARS, bird flu, measles, drug-resistant tuberculos

Fun with Shrapnel

Mortified

Recently I found myself watching the documentary “Mortified Nation,” based on the confessional reading series “Mortified.” People go on stage and read their diaries from mid

Stop Calling Me Surly

One shining audit

Kentucky State Auditor Adam Edelen last week gave taxpayers a gargantuan gift in his yearlong audit of Jefferson County Public Schools: a comprehensive roadmap for reform and modernization of an an

Keeping Up with the Jones

Donald Sterling and the ‘nation of cowards’

In 2009, Attorney General Eric Holder (or, as I like to call him, “The Obama you’ve been waiting for”) boldly proclaimed, “Though this nation has proudly thought of itself a

Summary of My Discontent

Sweet dreams

Last week, German researchers announced they’ve unlocked a way for people to control their dreams by zapping their sleeping brains with electricity.

Fun with Shrapnel

Why I don’t celebrate Mother’s Day

When my son was born, I felt strange — not in love, not overjoyed. I was tired, doped up and empty where he once was growing.

Stop Calling Me Surly

The VA needs an enema

When VA Secretary Eric Shinseki testifies tomorrow amid a congressional probe to determine whether an allegedly concealed backlog contributed to the deaths of as many as 40 U.S.

In Visible Ink

When you’re strange

Famed American showman and the first show-business millionaire, P.T. Barnum, once said, “Without promotion, something terrible happens ...

Stop Calling Me Surly

Segrest personified Louisville’s best

Jim Segrest, Louisville’s premier preservationist and neighborhood revitalizer, has died, but a lifetime of mentoring and inspiring others to sustain his vocation lights a candle as we curse

Editor’s Note

LEO local and Yarmuth once again!

It’s hard to believe it’s almost been 15 years since I first met John Yarmuth. He was holed up in his street-view office when LEO resided in the Billy Goat Strut building on East Main.