It’s been a tough time in the area lately. First there was the Great Quake of ’11 and the Great Superintendent Scandal of ’11, both of which took place on the same day last week. Then there was Great Irene’s megadose of wind, rain and power failures, complete with powerful but necessary evacuation warnings from Gov. Chris Christie of New Jersey but nary a word from The Invisible Man of Pennsylvania, Gov. Tom Corbett. Then, just this Tuesday, the Philadelphia Eagles gave their star dog abuser, Michael Vick, a six-year extension on his contract. All in all, a lot of disturbing news for man and beast alike.
You have to hand it to Arlene Ackerman. She sure knows how to make a deal. No, the superintendent of the School District of Philadelphia was not responsible for the earthquake that rattled the East Coast one day after she was ousted from her cushy job, but she certainly did shake loose a whole lot of bucks for her departure.
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Don’t laugh, gentle voters, but here’s a simple question: Are you getting your money’s worth from your friendly neighborhood state legislator? If you’re like most folks, the answer’s probably a big, emphatic “NO!”
This week marks the 34th year since The King's death. And the army of Presley clones just keeps growing and growing.
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I love driving on I-95 through Northeast Philly. Nothing is so relaxing as casually glancing at your mirror and being freaked by the massive headlights of a screaming 16-wheeler that’s six inches off your bumper, pushing you to do 70, 75, and then the trucker mercifully blows right by you, the back of his trailer tagged with one of those signs that ask, “How’s My Driving?”