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.

Fun with Shrapnel

The Derby is contagious and outrageous

Growing up in Louisville, the Derby has always been a part of my life.

In Visible Ink

Raise the wage

Earlier this month, I testified before Metro Council’s Community Affairs Committee as they consider legislation mandating a citywide raise of the minimum wage from $7.25 to $10.10 an hour.

Summary of My Discontent

New holidays

If there’s one thing we Americans love, it’s our Jefferson-given right to life, liberty and the pursuit of taking off our pants and sipping a few cold ones in the recliner.