The Denver Post @denverpost What’s polluting Colorado’s air? 125 million tons a year of heat-trapping and hazardous gases
No, you don’t personally generate much of the more than 125 million metric tons of hazardous and heat-trapping gases that pollute Colorado’s air every year. But you contribute to the toxic mess we inhale every day. denverpost.com/2020/01/19/col…
I’ve heard all of the reasons people commute by themselves in a motor vehicle every day. If you’re one of those people, ask yourself if you have a good reason or a lame excuse.
Take me, for example. I could drive my fuel-efficient car every day and save myself a little time between Longmont and Boulder. But…
My employer provides an EcoPass for me and everyone I work with.
I can read or write or talk to people on the bus rather than worry about the many motorists on their phones or texting at 65+ miles per hour on the Diagonal Highway.
I can spend almost $0.00/day on gas.
Fortunately, I’m healthy enough to enjoy commuting by bicycle some of the time, or some combination of bicycle and bus.
I am surprised and disappointed some days to see few others on their bicycles. This is Boulder County and I expect better.
All things and privileges considered, I have no real, valid reason to drive myself to work and back every day.
Gun-loving Denver Post columnist Jon Caldara thinks we need more gun owners.
In his latest firearms-fetish marketing spiel, he tries to disguise his irrational fear of having all of his deadly weapons confiscated by demonizing those “cultural elites” and “bigoted urbanites” who don’t share his paranoia.
Then he decries “gun-phobe cultural manipulation” to stir up some more class hatred and manipulate others into buying guns or giving extras to their unarmed friends.
Not wanting to leave a divisive, dishonest rhetorical device in his arsenal unfired, he dismisses fear of guns as something “emotional” that is easily overcome by a little target practice, then really lets loose with a couple of absurd, insulting false equivalencies.
Most Colorado gun shops now charge about $50 to do a transfer. If it cost a dime to transfer a Quran, the ACLU would rightly sue.
In the urban/suburban world, it’s easier to come out as gay than as a gun owner.
It’s hard to feel sorry for a guy who is so good at self-serving self pity.
Don’t give me a gun for Christmas. If you want to get me something, here’s my list.
Let me save you 209 minutes if you haven’t already seen “The Irishman.”
Despite the hype and reviews and award nominations and Scorsese and De Niro and Pacino – and all you might anticipate in terms of film-making and stellar acting when you hear those names – what the guys deliver is a real snoozer.
Lest I spend too much more time on this (3+ hours and counting already), a quick summary: All that talent was wasted on a dreary, depressing story of corruption and serial cold-blooded murder by a bunch of thugs who can’t scrape up a single conscience among the lot of them. They’re all dead now and good riddance.
After 90 minutes of trying to figure out why I should give a shit about any of them, I toughed it out through the other 119 and ultimately learned that I should not have bothered.
Keira looked at what he was typing even though she knew better.
“It’s like eavesdropping on a private conversation,” he said, snapping the laptop lid shut.
“A private conversation with yourself?” She smiled at him.
He snorted. “I guess you could say that.”
“I just did say that.”
He snorted again and turned away. “I have to get out of this stupid airplane seat and find the men’s room. If you read what I’ve been writing, I will know you did it.”
Keira watched as he stepped into the aisle, set the computer on his empty seat, and disappeared toward the back of the darkened cabin. She didn’t need his password because she’d read everything before he noticed.
“Keira looked at what he was typing even though she knew better.”