July 6, 1995 |
On the dusty road in the vacant parking lot of a cattle auction yard here, a lone cow is crying. "She's been dumped," shouts Lorri Bauston, who with husband Gene has come to inspect conditions at the yard. The animal activist couple jump out of the truck and rush over to the animal to offer water and comfort. Because of the Downed Animal Protection Act, the California state law that the Baustons championed, they can do something--instead of watching helplessly.
September 20, 2008
Re "Thoreau's moose," Opinion, Sept. 14 Thank you, Paul Theroux, for reminding us of yet another salient difference between Republicans and Democrats -- the love of hunting as sport. I wonder, has Palin read my favorite of all Dr. Seuss books, "Thidwick, the Big-Hearted Moose," to her children, or is this one that she would-if-she-could have removed from the Wasilla library shelves? To think that the ability to "field-dress" a moose is evidence of ability to lead and worthy of cheers is mind-boggling.
March 19, 1989 |
Circling crows appear like smudges on the pale winter sky, occasionally swooping to peck at frozen road-kill. The last few miles on Highway 15 from Helena to the Butte stockyards are harsh and not that pretty. At the yard, Ralph Beer struggles against a 1,200-pound cow and the cold wind until the animal is finally in the auction stall. Then Beer lights a cigarette, perches on a rickety fence gate and muses on the state of literature in Montana.
June 28, 1988 |
House Speaker Jim Wright (D-Tex.), who is under investigation by the House Ethics Committee, Monday portrayed himself as a victim of a campaign of leaks and "poison arrows" by Reagan Administration officials. Wright, who frequently has denied charges that he used his influence to benefit himself and his friends, insisted that he "would not be under the pressure" of an internal House investigation if he had not challenged President Reagan's policy in Central America. " . . .
September 8, 1999 |
My day was made Tuesday, upon reading that San Diego is searching for its own city song. San Diego, city that never sleeps. San Diego, my kind of town. I left my heart in San Diego. No, wait. It was my wallet. San Diego continues to be one of the truly outstanding cities in the greater metropolitan Tijuana area. The town deserves a tune. San Diego is marvelous, too marvelous for words. Many of us believe San Diego to be every bit as special and song-worthy as Galveston, Kalamazoo and Gary, Ind.
May 27, 1988 |
The story of recent immigration to the United States, particularly of Central American and post-Vietnam War Asian refugees, is laced with feelings of political dissatisfaction. But, for descendants of 19th-Century Scandinavian immigrants, a century of successful assimilation has left them with feelings of warm nostalgia.
February 8, 1985 |
Dr. Muriel Gardiner, who as a young student of psychoanalysis in Vienna in the 1930s helped smuggle anti-Fascists out of Austria, died Wednesday at the age of 83 in a Princeton, N.J., medical center, where she was being treated for cancer. Her memoirs were titled "Code Name Mary," but many felt after seeing a 1977 film based on Lillian Hellman's reminiscences that they could as well have been called "Julia."
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
December 2, 1994 |
A Newhall horse sanctuary that provides care for animals that would otherwise be slaughtered is being evicted because of complaints from neighbors and failure to make rent payments, officials who manage the property said Thursday. Equus Rescue and Sanctuary, one of the few facilities of its kind in the country, moved from Shadow Hills to its present 25-acre location in June, lured by the $2,500 monthly rent.
CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
May 30, 1994 |
A Los Angeles-area volunteer group that diverts injured and neglected horses from slaughter plans to consolidate its scattered operations next month and move to a former mule ranch in Newhall. The nonprofit Equus Horse Rescue and Sanctuary, which has been operating for four years under various names, will move to a site near the Golden State Freeway. The sanctuary will be the first of its kind in a valley with scores of horse lovers. "Isn't it wonderful?"
January 13, 2008 |
Joe Penn, a Kentucky horse and mule auctioneer, is not a sentimental man -- not once he enters the stockyard. He knows that the value of many horses is measured in pounds of flesh. But this winter, the horses are thinner than usual, and Penn finds himself wondering what becomes of the creatures with bare ribs and flat rumps, the ones that now sell for as little as $10. "I wonder," Penn said. "And then I tell myself I probably don't want to know."