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Commentary: Industrial accidents in poor neighborhoods are so L.A. And it's nothing new Original
It's been feeling practically biblical around here lately — and it's not the feeling of holiness. Those odors coming from the warehouse fire in Boyle Heights aren't the odors of sanctity. They're the stench of smoke and soot and chlorine, and of burning, rotting, rat-besieged food. They're from melting insulation foam and whatever it is that gets airborne when fire assails solar panels. How many malodorously toxic episodes does that make toward the seven plagues in the Old Testament? That depends.
Commentary: 250 years? California was already going strong when the 13 colonies got their act together Original
Don't get all cocky, you 13 original colonies. Yes, yes, 250 years, congratulations, enjoy the cake. But here on the West Coast, a whole continent away from your powdered periwigs and your Philly bell-ringing, 1776 was a banner year, too. Unbeknownst to you — and truth be told, unbeknownst to the people here — the future of these United States, the modern nation, was being shaped in California, too. Granted, it was only a seed, hardly even a seedling.
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
PARIS - There's a present-day answer to the question posed in verse by the French medieval poet and street brawler François Villon: "Where are the snows of yesteryear?" They're right here, in high summer, on Paris' oldest bridge, the Pont Neuf, where an enormous art installation, a trompe l'oeil inflatable snow-clad mountain range, has arisen over the River Seine.
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
PARIS - There's a present-day answer to the question that was posed in verse by the French medieval poet and street brawler François Villon: "Where are the snows of yesteryear?"
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
PARIS - There's a present-day answer to the question that was posed in verse by the French medieval poet and street brawler François Villon: "Where are the snows of yesteryear?"
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
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A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
PARIS - There's a present-day answer to the question that was posed in verse by the French medieval poet and street brawler François Villon: "Where are the snows of yesteryear?" They're right here, in high summer, on Paris' oldest bridge, the Pont Neuf, where an enormous art installation, a trompe l'oeil inflatable snow-clad mountain range, has arisen over the river Seine.
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
There's a present-day answer to the question that was posed in verse by the French medieval poet and street brawler François Villon: "Where are the snows of yesteryear?" They're right here, in high summer, on Paris' oldest bridge, the Pont Neuf, where an enormous art installation, a trompe l'oeil inflatable snow-clad mountain range, has arisen over the river Seine.
A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
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A fake mountain and real magic transform Paris' oldest bridge
Nearly 15 years ago, I went on a solo trip to Peru, hiking through the Andes to Machu Picchu. Much to my surprise, many of the other travelers…
Commentary: L.A.'s Olympics mascot — please, not for the birds
Entertainer Bob Hope escorts an eagle named Sam, the official 1984 Olympic mascot, down stairs of 1st Street entrance of Los Angeles City Hall. (Steve Fontanini / Los Angeles Times) Love ya, Jackie and Shadow, but no more bald eagles as Olympic mascots, period.
Commentary: At ease — permanently. The SoCal military academies that thrived and then folded their tents Original
All right, at ease. And listen up. Until lately, the all-volunteer U.S. Army had been having recruiting problems, and one way it chose to combat them was to raise the enlistment age last month, from 35 to 42. It also is now willing to overlook one conviction — just one, mind you — for possessing marijuana. And the Iran war has given the military’s ranks a burst of new recruits. Back near the cusp of the new “American Century,” the 20th, the nation had no problem muscling up its military.
Commentary: Feel a bit crowded at the park? Why L.A. park spaces comes up short Original
Shannon Axe of Los Angeles works on her tan on a bench in Griffith Park with a view of Griffith Observatory in the background on March 13. (Allen J. Schaben / Los Angeles Times) Ask a random Angeleno to free-associate the word “park,” and you might get “garage.” Or “valet.” Then say “open space,” and they’d probably look around for that sweet piece of unoccupied curb right in front of Trader Joe’s. But as scarce as parking space is in L.A., parkland is even more so.
Commentary: From Columbus to Chávez: L.A.'s disappearing, disfigured and displaced statues Original
Workers in San Fernando cover up a statue of César Chávez after sexual assault allegations surfaced last month. (Kayla Bartkowski / Los Angeles Times) Try taking a census of the immobilized population of Los Angeles — otherwise known as our civic statues, rendered in metal or stone. Just try. They’re not as immobile as you’d think. They’re here, they’re there, they move from pedestal to pedestal. Sometimes they disappear altogether.
COMMENTARY: The fuel shortages of the ‘70s were crazy. Will we be running on empty again?
LOS ANGELES -- Surely you haven't forgotten those mad COVID weeks of scrambling for the most elementary necessities: the masks, the baby formula, the toilet paper? Maybe we should start to think of that as ... practice. Twice in the last 50 years, crises in the Mideast, one of them centered in Iran, have turned Americans into frantic hunter-gatherers for another necessity: fuel for their gas tanks.
Morrison: Iran war threatens a repeat of ’70s gas lines
Getting your Trinity Audio player ready... Surely you haven’t forgotten those mad COVID weeks of scrambling for the most elementary necessities: the masks, the baby formula, the toilet paper? Maybe we should start to think of that as … practice. Twice in the past 50 years, crises in the Mideast, one of them centered in Iran, have turned Americans into frantic hunter-gatherers for another necessity: fuel for their gas tanks.
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