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Columns

  • Palabras Pinturescas: H.U. fraternities, sororities added life and fun to campus

    I just read Art Trujillo’s Column where he asks if anybody remembers Jan Black, the Highlands University candidate for homecoming queen, way back in 1953. I  know this dates me, but I knew her. I was a senior at Highlands in 1954 when Jan entered the freshman class there.

    I have to begin with a bit of history from that era. Senior girls lived upstairs in the West Wing of Kennedy Hall. Freshmen lived across the way in the east wing.

  • Dispatch New Mexico- The latest ethics commission push

    Perhaps this will be the year when we actually get some decent ethical standards in place for state officials.

    It’s a long-running issue that seems to resurface every time someone gets in trouble, but for various political and provincial reasons, nothing ever gets through the state legislature. This year, however, one proposal might actually make it in front of New Mexico’s voters.

  • A work of Art: Becoming so Americanized

    American pop culture apparently redounds throughout the world. And just when I begin to feel sorry for some non-Americans, as they seem to struggle with American English, I get a surprise.

    In our travels across the Atlantic, we’ve observed how remarkably similar things really are. At a McDonalds restaurant in Basel, Switzerland, we sat near crowds of teens swallowing Big Macs while texting and listening to popular American music. The only difference seemed to be that the default additive to a Swiss order of fries is mayo instead of catsup.

  • Another Perspective: Leave driver’s licenses alone

    Lost amid the confusion, frustration and posturing regarding the federal government’s mandates for state driver’s licenses is an obvious solution: create a REAL ID card for those New Mexicans who want it and who qualify for it and keep the debate over driver’s licenses for immigrants separate.

  • Just a Thought - Why I am where I am today?

    I appreciate the University of Southern California not accepting Gary Elliot as a graduate student in 1976. It has made all the difference in my life. Gary has no idea of his impact on me and I have no idea where Gary is today. What? Let me dive into today’s column and see where it leads.

  • Another Perspective: State needs to reform antiquated bail provisions

    On recommendation of the New Mexico Supreme Court, a bipartisan group of legislators has introduced Senate Joint Resolution 1, which would allow voters to decide whether to reform antiquated bail provisions in our state constitution.

    urrently, the constitution guarantees the right to get out of jail before trial for virtually all defendants, no matter how dangerous, if they can get their hands on enough money to post bond or if they can make payment arrangements with a bail bondsman.

  • Palabras Pinturescas: For best results, keep all ingredients at room temp.

    Speaking of miracles, watch out, Art (my friend and fellow columnist) because you may be chased by the salad dressing police! The possibility of a Miracle Whip---ing is not out of the question I’d say.

  • Dispatch New Mexico- Poor kids missing from gov’s agenda

    Perhaps the harshest and most valid criticism of Gov. Susana Martinez’s State of the State speech wasn’t so much for what she said as what she didn’t say. She made no mention of child poverty in New Mexico.

    It’s so relevant to this state’s future that it’s hard to fathom the omission — especially when it comes to law enforcement, one of the governor’s top priorities.

    Plus, her timing couldn’t have been worse.

  • Work of Art: Let them keep their licenses

    Here’s hoping my auto insurance provider doesn’t read this column, lest the Trujillo family graduate to a higher rate bracket.

    Let me explain:

    Unlike some whose names appear often in the Optic’s jail log, I have been issued only four traffic tickets in my long life.

    One was for rolling a stop sign on Mills, way back in 1955, when making my morning delivery of the Denver Post. My mom and I delivered that massive newspaper every morning to homes and a sprinkling of businesses

  • Just a thought: Will there be a day when I won’t give a darn?

    Recently at a wedding, my wife Tanya and I ran into an 80-plus year old man whom we hadn’t seen in several years. He was seated at a table. Standing up was a chore for him. Excited to see him, I stepped closer, leaned forward, and shook his hand. My wife stepped next to him to give him a hug. But a hug wasn’t good enough for him. He looked into her eyes and said, “Give me a kiss-on the lips!”