Billionaire music impresario David Geffen’s messy divorce is more than gossip — it’s a reminder of how Hollywood, media, and money romanticize illusions that never hold up. From Pretty Woman to Seeking Arrangements, many mistakenly believe money can buy love. As Geffen learned the hard way — it can’t.
When I was a kid growing up in Toronto, children were chastised, and often punished, for using profanity. A common parental warning was, “I’m going wash your mouth out with soap if you talk like that again.” In the presence of children, adults were careful to avoid swear words. These…
Why I’m celebrating the purchase of my new used Subaru.
Ford’s F-150 Lightning electric pickup is an affront to environmentalists and the people of Marshall, MI shouldn’t be forced to give up farmland to help build it, particularly as the vehicle is useless for anyone genuinely requiring a pickup truck.
Some thoughts on how the more than $1 billion in subsidies Michigan plans to give Ford to build an electric battery plant could be better used elsewhere.
My response to a recent article in The Guardian headlined, ‘Watch this creep’: the women exposing gym harassment on TikTok.
‘Tis the time of year when corporate marketers and online engagement specialists step up their game and bombard me with phony holiday wishes, hoping to sell more goods and services. If they wanted to extend genuine goodwill, they’d forever take me off their distribution lists.
Why I hope Stephen Spielberg’s West Side Story remake bombs.
I developed a severe tummy ache upon discovering that Erewhon, my overpriced organic food emporium I mistakenly believed was 100 percent owned by a local couple, is backed by a New York private equity firm. Adding insult to injury, the CEO of the PE firm was accused by more than 300 neighbors of trying to build a McMansion on an environmentally fragile lake in Southampton.
My indigestion worsened upon discovering that private equity is heavily involved in the organic food industry, including the supply chain.
Public good rarely results from private equity involvement.
This afternoon I was falsely accused of trying to steal from one of the trendiest food emporiums in Los Angeles. It wasn’t a very good feeling.
Feeling nostalgic on July 4th weekend, I decided to listen to air checks of some of the great DJs from the 60s and look up what happened to them. Sadly, virtually all of them are broadcasting on a frequency I’m not ready to hear just yet.