The Democratic Party debate in Las Vegas was not for me.

So what happened at La Guerre à Paris?

From Spanish language TV ads to taco trucks and mariachis, and even a soccer match, Democratic presidential candidates continue to court the Latino vote in the run-up to Saturday’s Nevada caucus. On Monday at the Eldorado High School soccer field, New York City Mayor and presidential candidate Bill de Blasio did his part by making guacamole out of Michael Bloomberg.

Culinary Union Local 226 Secretary-Treasurer Geoconda Arguello-Kline surely bruised a few hearts Thursday when she announced the powerful labor organization wouldn’t endorse a Democratic presidential candidate ahead of the upcoming Nevada caucus.

One of the mistakes young trial lawyers often make is forgetting that their job is not about arguing. It’s an easy mistake to make in an adversarial system where personalities and egos have a way of intruding.

I listened to Chapo Trap House for years. I own the book. I have the other book, too. I still think their Call of Cthulhu episodes are some of the best entertainment for the money you can download for free on your favorite podcast app.

A well-intentioned friend once asked me about teaching. “Why do you do it? You could make so much more doing something else.” She had been considering a career change for herself and I convinced her to spend a day volunteering in my classroom.

The day after Chief Justice Roberts gaveled-in President Trump’s impeachment trial, the Supreme Court agreed to hear a case that could fundamentally (and immediately) change the way we elect our presidents.

As an environmental protection specialist in the Bureau of Land Management’s enormous Battle Mountain District, Dan Patterson was accustomed to working under difficult conditions.

Every few years, somebody gets it into their head that what voters really want, deep down, is more moderate candidates. Nevermind the ample evidence to the contrary.

Caucuses are not meant to be particularly democratic. They are, almost by design, a pain in the tuchus, confusing, and time consuming.

Ordinarily, I love speaking to high school students. Often they ask better questions than the adults I talk to, not yet seeing the world through partisan-colored spectacles that are all too prevalent in The Validation Culture. I often leave with a renewed sense of optimism, reinvigorated by the energy and optimism of youth. Not this time.

Usually, when advocates want to help any given group of people struggling with some social problem or another, those well-meaning people want two things – more money, and some sort of new or expanded government project to address such-and-such a need.

More outpost than edifice, humble St. Joseph’s Catholic Church stands at the corner of 9th Street and Ogden Avenue in the troubled heart of downtown Las Vegas.

I have often wondered about the wisdom of electing certain officials. Electing people to offices like treasurer or controller or county assessor is foolish and counter-productive, not only because there ought to be unity within an executive branch so we know where the buck stops, but also because 99 percent of voters (and I think I’m being generous) do not have adequate knowledge of what those jobs actually entail to hire the right person.

Everybody does it. It's legal. What's the problem?

When a defensive Las Vegas Mayor Pro Tem (and person most likely to shoot the Grinch for trespassing before his heart is given a chance to grow) Michele Fiore says “I would really like for you to show me when the city of Las Vegas has ever jailed a homeless person.” I think I know where she’s going.