This week I want to talk a little bit about my role as community liaison officer. Many of you see this column in the paper, but I’m lucky to work in a position that provides…
This week I want to talk a little bit about my role as community liaison officer. Many of you see this column in the paper, but I’m lucky to work in a position that provides…
Visiting the Louvre Museum in Paris to view the famous artworks on display will remain as an unforgettable memory for me. One painting hanging there, originally titled, “The Chess Players,” is the work of 19th…
What was the world’s most powerful earthquake like? In a word: devastating. On May 22, 1960 the Earth ruptured in southern Chile. The rupture raced along the fault at a velocity of 3.5 kilometres per…
Sleepy Hollow is slowly awakening to the thunderous interest of the upcoming triennial local body elections. Or is it (again) a quiet whisper that drifts by in October? Either way, once again, we are to…
Election reflection Our three mayoral candidates are all longstanding councillors voicing their frustration with local government. Mayor O’Regan wanted a reduced council populated by people with sound business experience the sort you would find on…
I was pleased to be able to attend a Pink Ribbon breakfast at Cambridge Community House last week. It preceded the monthly Cambridge Community of Social Services meeting and was raising funds for a great…
Journalism is sometimes referred to as ‘the fourth estate’ because of the power of the press to balance the power of the government, the police, and the wealthy.* The news media kept the people informed,…
Lately, headlines have been vying for clicks with dramatic claims. Again. Over the past few weeks, I’ve seen splashy predictions like “Mile-wide volcano ready to erupt…” or even better, “Major US volcano predicted to erupt…
Interestingly, the recent expulsion of the members of Te Pāti Māori from parliament for a period of time appears partly to be a result of their performing a haka in the house. It raises questions…
There’s a joke about three men shipwrecked upon an island. Being marooned presented a bleak outlook with little prospect of rescue. A bottle washed ashore one day. Intrigued, the three opened it eagerly to discover…
