TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT…Jim Stiles Election Blues…Speaking of Elections, Hate Bain Capital? Now Go Look in the Mirror…The Stiles Job Plan: “Do as the French do.” SOWING CLOVER… Tonya Audyn Stiles “The Walnut Desk” THE POETRY of DAMON…
Election Blues… I have little or no enthusiasm for this election campaign. Nor do I think the outcome, either way, will dramatically change anything. The election of 2008 was supposed to change EVERYTHING. It didn’t. Whether you want to blame…
Thirty Years in the Beehive State & Still a Heathen After All These Years… For most of my adult life, I’ve lived in Utah. I discovered the canyon country when I was not much more than a kid and…
Elsewhere in this issue, we have talked about the soon-to-be-built “Colorado River Elevated Bikeway and Transit Hub,’ at a cost of $9 million to improve what one local politician called a “stale” tourist economy. But is this kind of extravagant…
RichBoy Romney & Friends…a history of partisan ‘characterizations’ —Stiles Much has been written about the obscene opulent wealth of the Republican nominee MITT ROMNEY. He has many homes and an elevator for his car. They say he’s worth almost $250…
From the 1995 Zephyr archives… Maxine Newell was born in New Mexico in 1919 and moved to western Colorado a year later. She has lived in the Four Corners country ever since. In 1995, I sat down with Maxine and…
Pete Parry was superintendent of Canyonlands National Park from 1975 to 1987 and elsewhere in this issue is a story about Pete’s decade of service during one of Southeast Utah’s most turbulent and politically charged times—the Sagebrush Rebellion. Pete dealt…
PETE PARRY Pete quietly took on the D.O.E and the planned Canyonlands Nuclear Repository… AND WON. When I was in my early 20s, the National Park Service hired me as a seasonal ranger at Arches National Park. I had virtually…
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Last summer Jim Stiles and Bob Greenspan and I met in Jackson, Wyoming. Bob and I favored crossing the street to a cafe for coffee, but Jim led us to a shady outside bench and we sat there quite a…