By CHARLES ANDREWS
WHAT’S A POOR COLUMNIST TO DO?
Agonize over the heavy burden of trying to make sense of a year like no other, without knocking down Christmas
By CHARLES ANDREWS
STOP THE PRESSES!!!
Everyone who has ever worked at a newspaper or magazine or thought about it for even a second has fantasized leaping up, frantically waving
A HARD RAIN’S A-GONNA FALL
“In times like these, the Nobel Prize is important,” intoned Carl-Henrik Heldin, chairman of the Nobel Foundation, in his brief introduction last Saturday in
By CHARLES ANDREWS
LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT KEVIN POORE
And his cool documentary, “LongPlaying,” that you can see at a free screening this Sunday afternoon (LA) or the following
By CHARLES ANDREWS
No Turkey Here
Meaning, I won’t add to the groundswell of gratitude, the platterful of platitudes that fills up print, air and broadband this week like
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, MD, (1926–2004) was a Swiss-born psychiatrist, humanitarian and co-founder of the hospice movement around the world. In 1969 she wrote “On Death and Dying.” Given the somber
I’M EXHAUSTED.
Emotionally, mentally, spiritually, intellectually, and yeah physically, because of all the other exhausting exhaustions.
Keep in mind I’m writing this before the election results are in.
