Donald Luzzatto Archive
On the opening day of law school, I always counsel my first-year students never to support a law they are not willing to kill to enforce. Usually they greet this advice with something between skepticism and puzzlement, until I remind them that the police go armed to enforce the will of the state, and if you resist, they might kill you.
When it opens next weekend, the Chesapeake Bay Foundation's Brock Environmental Center will instantly become the locus for people to learn why we should care about natural spaces. Unnatural ones, too.
Virginia Beach is arriving at a huge and expensive mistake, one likely to undermine decades of planning and do damage to neighborhoods and commercial property that need a boost. A final decision hasn't been made, but a significant portion of the city's leadership is leaning toward a light rail proposal to turn Town Center into the city's transit hub.
The unraveling of Bob and Maureen McDonnell is one of the most lurid episodes in Virginia's political history. Every day, a federal courtroom in Richmond is filled with rank intimations of infidelity and instability, betrayals petty and grand. It is precisely the kind of thing that will rivet a 2014 audience demanding titillation of the synapses and humiliation of the successful.
Pneumatic tubes. Giant slingshots. Motorized skateboards. Cars, buses, trains, boats, bikes and what my father used to call "shanks' mare" - meaning my own two feet - though I have no idea why and dictionaries aren't much help.
Let me confess: While eating lunch at Rotary on Thursday, I might have taken a peek or two at my phone, on which I might have installed an ESPN app, which might have been showing the World Cup soccer match between the USA and Germany, which might have been the subject of considerable whispered chatter around the table.
Kids weren't allowed on the Big 18 except with our fathers (it was mostly fathers), who had no interest in hacking around with their youngsters after spending the morning hacking around the grown-up course with their buddies.
My Nonno - my grandfather - printed pictures of Jesus in a building on Greene Street in New York City until the mid-1970s. After he sold his portion of the business to retire to Florida (as middle-class New York Italians and Jews were required then to do), his partner moved the enterprise to Turin.
Assuming members in Congress don't intervene, D.C. has just decriminalized marijuana, the latest in a long list of vacation destinations embracing the bud.
Nobody likes tax increases. Perhaps the only thing less popular than raising taxes is wasting them. Nevertheless, that's what Republicans in the General Assembly plan to do. Lawmakers seem irredeemably intent on squandering a total of $6.9 billion of Virginians' federal tax dollars over the next five years.
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