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March 14, 1987
I've had it with people complaining about the short-lived inconveniences caused by the marathon-related traffic jams. The long-term benefits of the marathon to L.A. far outweigh such inconvenience. Besides, the event was well publicized, including street closures, and afforded all an opportunity to plan to travel using alternate routes. To the gentleman who suggested rerouting the marathon to Catalina, why doesn't he go there next year at marathon time--on a one-way ticket.
August 7, 1992
Ah yes, I remember fondly the many evenings spent driving through Bob's Big Boy restaurant in Burbank when I was a high school student in the '60s. I'm now a grown-up resident of neighboring Toluca Lake, which means I drive past that eyesore often. I'd prefer not being reminded that our taste in architecture and style is reflected in that building. Mr. Moruzzi's attempt to preserve hamburger stands in making Bob's a state Historic Point of Interest makes me laugh . . . and cringe.
November 27, 2005 | Kurt Blumenau, Allentown Morning Call
The first line of The Band's classic-rock staple "The Weight" draws a clear, almost cinematic picture of a lonely traveler pulling into a town called Nazareth. But which Nazareth? Did songwriter Robbie Robertson base the song on the Pennsylvania borough, the biblical town, or some other Nazareth? And is the song's story of generosity gone wrong based on real-life events? Had "The Weight" been a here-today, gone-tomorrow pop single, those questions might not matter.
October 31, 1988 | Associated Press
Cambridge University dons have decided to eliminate sexist language from their historic rule book. By a vote of 348 to 260, the dons--heads, tutors and fellows of the colleges--mandated that the words she , her and herself be added to he , his and himself entries in the university's Statutes and Ordinances. There were no women at the university when the Statutes and Ordinances was translated from the original Latin into English in the 1850s.
January 9, 1988
When Bill Steigerwald criticized the PBS documentary, "Politics of Food" as unfair, I didn't think he was fair ("PBS Documentary Explores 'The Politics of Food' Tonight," Dec. 29). The two hours made a convincing and documented point that the World Bank has decided what cash crops Third World countries should produce. The World Bank says that the people should rely on grain and rice, grown under government subsidized programs elsewhere in the world. This, together with lopsided land ownership, leaves the local people without sources for a balanced diet.
August 24, 1986
Well, that "chain-smoking beer guzzler" Michael J. Fox is at it again! This time he's gone and disappointed--yes, disappointed! -- poor Little Marjane Hensey of Chatsworth (Calendar Letters, Aug. 10), forcing her jarred psyche into the desperate act of "fan-estrangement!" Imagine, if you can, the monumental audacity of this fellow--actually choosing his own personal habits, living his life as he pleases, with total and utter contempt for the wishes of the Marjanes of the world!
May 1, 1988 | CAROL ROSSEN, IN 1984, Carol Rossen was in control of her life. She was an actress who had worked for such directors as Elia Kazan, Franco Zeffirelli, Gene Saks and Brian DePalma. She was the mother of a teen-age daughter, and she was a very busy woman. On Valentine's Day, a perfect California morning, she went for a walk in Will Rogers State Park. On the trail to Inspiration Point, a man tried to kill her. What follows is the story of that moment and the next two years, adapted from Rossen's upcoming book, "Counterpunch."
THE DAY FOOTSTEPS WERE dancing down the mountain, out of sight, 20 yards ahead. I glanced at my watch, as if time provides insight, and clocked the hour at 9:05. Neatly tailored blue shorts and a red polo T-shirt loped toward me, a young man in his 20s gently jogging his way down the trail.
The party started more than an hour ago. Now, your host's house is brimming with interesting characters chatting against a backdrop of soft music. And there you are . . . in the bathroom . . . slowly unlatching the small mirrored door above the wash basin . . . giving the toilet a quick flush with your free hand to muffle any telltale sounds. You draw in a breath and hold it, afraid a bottle or two will come crashing into the sink. But the door opens with nothing more than a click .
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