The most important people in Salt Lake City—the persons who have basically absconded with The Salt Lake Tribune comment boards (Twitter for adults; a bar conversation without the martini) and made them their own—are in near unanimity that a recent proposal by the Miller family, owners of the Utah Jazz and Vivint Smart Home Arena should not be given a certain tax benefit. They claim, as many good liberals and socialists claim, that billionaires already have it good enough, and by gosh by golly, if the rich get a benefit, then they should, too.
Remembering an old friend and trailblazer
I met Bert Fontana in grade school at Copperton Elementary, second grade or so, before man stood on the moon, when the Kennedy brothers were still alive, when Dr. Martin Luther King and Malcolm X spoke to inequality, before the Beatles, when Liberace was simply considered flamboyant and Rock Hudson was kissing starlets like there was no tomorrow. Actor Sal Mineo was yet to publicly announce he was gay, so, by that simple math, I met Burt a long, long time ago.
Where beer and an R-rated movie intersect, the DABC melts down.
In the 1960s, the subject and definition of what begats obscenity was being heard before the U.S. Supreme Court in the case of Jacobellis v. Ohio. Justice Potter Stewart famously admitted he could not define, understand nor describe obscenity, "but I know it when I see it, and the motion picture involved in this case is not that."
Bombing will not work. Ground troops in Iraq and Afghanistan did not work.
The range of words said after any terrorist attack is, by now, quite predictable. This morning in Brussels, Belgium, more than 200 people were killed or seriously injured (including one who is First Degree Kevin Bacon from me).
Now that his medical marijuana bill is up in smoke, Sen. Mark Madsen threatens to leave Utah.
One of the greatest letters I ever got from a reader only had nine words.
I'm pretty sure there are more places than WIllie's with a similar policy.
It's always fun when a news story dominates a news cycle or when an unlikely story takes everyone by surprise. Luckily for Utahns, we've had several this past week.
Salt Lake City alone spends at least $30,000 annually in legal notices. We don't see a nickel of it.
I recently gave testimony regarding changes to laws that include or exclude certain newspapers from the lucrative category of publishing legal notices.
When the Gateway outdoor mall project was announced in the 1990s, nearly everyone was taken by surprise.
Salt Lakers thus quickly took up a new sport: public outrage and criticism, especially since a goodly portion of the announced construction was to be paid for with public money.
History will remember that when the University of Utah and BYU basketball teams played for the 257th time in December, the final score was 83 for the Utes and 75 for Cougars. History will forget that in the second half of that game, a BYU player was ejected for coldcocking a Utah player, and that that incident would lead, just a few weeks later, to the University of Utah cancelling the scheduled 2016 basketball game against the Y on BYU's home court.
Back in the day, if you wanted something, anything, you went to Grand Central.
Years ago, there was a Grand Central Store just past 3300 South on State Street. Back in the day, if you wanted something, anything, you went to Grand Central.
Losing Dead Goat Saloon and Johanna's Kitchen means we lose part of who we are.
Most everyone living in the south end of the valley ate at least one meal at Johanna's. I'm gonna miss those scones. And, when the unsafe Arrow Press Square building that housed the Dead Goat was demolished last week, a piece of this city's soul went with it.
Mayor-elect Jackie Biskupski asking for resignations has nothing to do with the holidays.
I just find it interesting when the above is juxtaposed with today's other big news: Mayor-elect Jackie Biskupski has asked for the resignation of all Salt Lake City department heads and staff, with the exceptions of the fire chief and interim police chief.
While others played the race card, Utah stood up. I’d rather be a Utahn than a Louisianian.
Just two weeks ago, City Weekly readers voted Utah Gov. Gary Herbert the Worst Utahn in our annual Best of Utah issue. I now wonder, if the voting took place today, whether he'd again win that distinction.
In the local "Godzilla vs. Goliath" media fight, we remain David
This past week I had a most unusual experience. I was invited to a luncheon at the Alta Club in downtown Salt Lake City, located as it is, smack dab on the corner of State Street and South Temple ...