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Last month, Pearlman announced he was embarking on an altogether different kind of mission: To write about Orange County politics. Talk about a wicked curveball!
During Escobar’s tenure, L.A. firefighters have weathered some tough times: COVID. The Palisades inferno. Fewer fire stations than there were in 1960.
El Clasificado, the largest Spanish-language weekly in the United States, has started a new lifestyle magazine in an era where many print publication are dying.
Journalism schools teach that writers should report the news, not be the news.
Our growing embrace of English wasn’t the only thing S.I. Hayakawa and his crew were wrong about. All the kumbaya they insisted would happen if English was elevated in California unsurprisingly turned out to be a bunch of — excuse my Spanish — caca.
It was the most consequential election in the city’s history, yet there has been no commemoration of the anniversary. Not a peep from the current city council, nor reflections from local publications or posts from local historical societies.
The GOP caucus is forming at a time when Democrats still hold a supermajority in both of the state’s legislative chambers, while the Republican Party nationally has soured on anything with even a hint of multiculturalism.
“This is America dropping its pants and showing its empire tattoos,” San Diego State professor William Nericcio tells Gustavo Arellano after Trump renames the Gulf of Mexico.
As someone who has read most of Davis’ work and knew him personally, I can say that his writings were cris de coeur more than lamentations. He was less Jeremiah and more John the Baptist, preparing the way for who would ultimately save L.A.: Us.
Denise Sandoval, who has taught at Cal State Northridge since 2002, is perhaps the premier scholar on lowrider culture and also an exemplar of what an academic should be.
