http://www.cityweekly.net/utah/articles.sec-8424-1-private-eye.html By John Saltas

I was reading the March 31 Sunday Trib when I came across a Conway column about measuring online viewers—or users—at daily newspapers. The headline, “Keeping the record straight on readership” caused me to guffaw]]> By John Saltas

This is the time of year when many among the City Weekly staff duck for cover. No matter who receives a Best of Utah award, whether it be by readers’ votes or editorial staff pick, ]]> By John Saltas

The Roman Catholic cardinals who will select a new pope for the Catholic Church officially have convened in Rome. Sometime soon, a waft of smoke will appear from a little chimney atop part of the Vatican, signaling that a new pope has been selected.]]> By John Saltas

I just learned that Mike McCoy is set to become the next head coach of the San Diego Chargers football team. The last time I saw Mike, we were chatting it up while he was pouring me a VO and water at Lumpy’s on Highland Drive.]]> By John Saltas

Today, I’m eight days past my birthday. Josephine would have only three days past hers. She died Friday, Dec. 14, with many friends and teachers, at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newtown, Conn. ]]> By John Saltas

I became hungry back in September, like fellow Mitt Romney worshipers, when it became widely believed that without godly intervention, Mr. Romney had no chance of winning the U.S. presidency.]]> By John Saltas

Am I the only person not crying buckets because the University of Utah football team got waxed by Arizona State University down in Tempe on Sept. 22? Well, outside of BYU or Utah State fans, who don’t mind that Utah got some comeuppance, that is. I’m not sad about it because although the Utes got spanked worse than a dirty rug on laundry day, those same Utes didn’t quit. I despise quitters. I’m a realist, though.]]> By John Saltas

In recent articles written since Brian Barnard died, he’s still described as a gadfly. I wondered to myself how it could possibly be that with all the great victories Brian won in court over these years, ]]> By John Saltas

Anyone who’s read this column for the past few years already knows what’s coming—my annual pre-season tirade about how screwed up the Utah athletic ticket office is.]]> By John Saltas

I graduated from Bingham High School in 1972 with embarrassing grades, a right shoulder destroyed forever thanks to a dislocation that the coaches treated with some hot cream, and a $50 scholarship to the University of Utah, where I would remain lost for the next seven years.]]> By John Saltas

Today, as we go to press, a few people are voting in statewide Republican primaries. Besides that few—early exit polling is revealing that today’s turnout is expected to be very low—not too many care who “represents” us ]]> By John Saltas

I’m nearly giddy with excitement, knowing that our very own Mitt Romney is going to be the next president of the United States. Yep, our very own Mitt.]]> By John Saltas

The last time I wrote in this space was back in March. In newspaper years, that equals about 13 human years.]]> By John Saltas

Several weeks ago, I poked my head out of my hiding hole, saw my shadow and rushed back inside to avoid the most recent session of the Utah Legislature. ]]> By John Saltas

I had the pleasure—and it really was a pleasure—to meet Larry H. Miller one time. This newspaper was still in its newsletter stage, and I had been asked to produce a program for an upcoming national softball tournament that was soon to take place in Salt Lake City.]]> By John Saltas

From the time I became eligible to vote in 1972, I have never voted for a Republican candidate for president. I was ready to break that trend this coming November had Jon Huntsman Jr. become the Republican nominee for that high office.]]> By John Saltas

About the only thing I did right this holiday season was attend a performance of Annie at the Pioneer Memorial Theatre just a few days before Christmas.]]> By John Saltas

I’ve always had a soft spot for our military veterans. I’ve always admired and feared them. I can trace that to when I was very young and the guys up in Bingham Canyon returned from war with scary stories and scarier scars. Most of our parents or relatives had served in World War II, a war to which Bingham Canyon gave up its fair share of young men who died in either Europe or the Pacific, including my cousin George Kastanis.]]> By John Saltas

As if there hasn’t been enough distressing news lately, I’ve just read in The Daily Utah Chronicle that the Crazy Lady may have danced her last jig.]]> By John Saltas

I haven’t written a column in a couple of weeks. In my absence, the columnist-topic pinsetters have been busy setting up wacky story after wacky story—this is Utah, after all, magnetic true north for all things weird.]]>