Her eyes were reddened by tears, a box of tissue in the crook of her arm, a pink slip in her pocket. There she was on the sidewalk, pictured in the Denver Post: the person who was going to help you on the phone the next time you had a tax question. This instead: “Elon…
Back when I ran a small-town paper, for a short time we had a feature popular in the era, the “man on the street” interview. Beside six pictures of locals, mouths agape, we’d have their takes — with very few words, and even less insight — on an issue of the day. Once as I…
They are seventh graders who’ve taken over the middle school. They are hooligans who, after looting the Glocks & Ammo outlet store, believe they now run the town. Team Musk, that is. There they are in broken glass and black-fabric faces. Stay calm. Hear and obey: “We are in charge, dudes.” The Musk administration is…
The reprise of all things Dylan (great movie; see it) raises the question: What happened to protest singing? Listen around. T’ain’t been heard for years, and we need it more than ever. Taylor Swift has the chops, but her tunes are tightly engineered around Taylor Swift. Chappell Roan has the guts, but “Pink Pony Club”…