Over the past week, I've had a lot of fun watching the reaction on people's faces when I tell them the Journal just went up a day in print publication. Many people react as if I told them Elvis Presley is alive and well and will be performing at the Turlock Community Theatre next week. While the extreme surprise is a little offensive, I also understand.
"You get what you pay for." Often that's a truism that reflects the reality that if you buy cheap, you end up with cheap. Unfortunately, it's also often a truism for voters as well. Analyze a candidate and where he stands and you weed out the politicians who will do the least amount of damage. Recoil from that duty - of studying a candidate or the issues - and you're apt to get someone you will regret putting into office.
October 08, 2013|
BY JEFF BENZIGER
When you write a column, you hear from people who think they have a clever magic-wand solution to intractable political issues. Washington has run up $17 trillion of debt? Pass term limits. Throw the bums out. Take away their pensions.
October 04, 2013|
BY DEBRA J. SAUNDERS
"It feels like home again" is probably the most accurate statement to describe the sensation of being back in Turlock after a month long departure. From July 7 to Aug. 3, I was experiencing a four-week residential program called COSMOS, the California State Summer School for Mathematics and Science.
October 01, 2013|
BY HENNA HUNDAL
I am excited to talk about some of the changes we are making here at the Turlock Journal. Beginning this week we will be adding a Friday publication to our printed product. It will be delivered to our home delivery subscribers at no additional charge and available in our current retail outlets and racks.
The real game changer for the economically challenged in the San Joaquin Valley won't by California High Speed Rail. It'll be well-run traditional rail modeled after the Altamont Corridor Express service.
September 27, 2013|
BY DENNIS WYATT
In my younger years, I dreamed of one day being a writer. I would write short stories, typically filled with things only the childhood imagination could conceive, and relentlessly make my two older brothers listen to every last detail (when you're the youngest and the only girl, you can get away with that sort of thing).