Developer Rick Ferguson may or may not get his way on plans to build a gated community on 265 acres within the Lake Maumelle watershed. Either way, says Central Arkansas Water's top official, the utility's customers are going to pay.
When reporters write about societal problems, they like to include whatever solutions the experts have suggested. The problem addressed here: According to 2002 figures, 34 percent of Arkansans had no health insurance, continuing a downward trend of several years. Nationally, nearly 1 in 3 people under 65 are now uninsured, according to a study by the Robert Wood Johnson Foundation. What's to be done?
Dr. John C. Jones is not comfortable being singled out as a "best" surgeon. His father - Dr. Robert Jones - detested advertising, and Jones says an article about him smacks of self-promotion. But even Jones notes that the talents of Dr. Robert Jones and his partner, Dr. Henry Hollenberg, are legendary in Little Rock medicine, so perhaps he'll excuse this generation's decision to honor him.
On the ground or in the air, the C-130 Hercules is not a beautiful thing. Thick as a maiden aunt, it's workmanlike, built for strength not grace. Watching the C-130 fly is something like the old saw about the bumblebee: you don't know exactly how it does it, but it does.
This issue of the Arkansas Times' "Best Doctors" list marks a decade of publishing the names of the state's top physicians. This year, they are doctors' choices - a peer review - for the superlative tag "best."
A reporter en route to interview Kerry Pennington, a family practice doctor in Warren, stopped first at Mollie's Diner for lunch. She told the lady behind the counter why she was in town, to meet Pennington. "Saved my wife's life," said a man two stools down. "My Whitney wouldn't be here if it weren't for him," a waitress added. Tales of quick diagnoses and emergency surgeries ensued. "He could be anywhere, making billions of dollars," the man said, "but he chose to come back home. We're blessed to have him."
The best political commentary of the young year comes from Bill Maher, formerly of ABC's "Politically Incorrect" and now of the variation called "Real Time" on HBO, which actually permits free expression.
George W. Bush doesn't make a pitiable figure or else you would have to feel sorry for a president who has had so many top advisers walk out the door and say that he was ruled by political hunches, grudges or by plain dopiness.
Spring cleaning for ol' moi means moving around a bunch of old books. Moving them from one shelf to another, from one room to another, into forgotten closets, into the attic. Thousands of them - they've taken over like Hitchcock birds -- and there's a method in the moving of them hither and thither. It has to do with rewarding books that have proved beneficial to me with more prominent display, and punishing by demotion and banishment those that have been disappointing in one way or another. Once it reaches the closet, a book has to molder for a long time before being removed to the Alcatraz of the attic, and its fate there is like unto that of the Man in the Iron Mask: not much hope of a comeback.
I never thought that a president of the United States would propose an amendment to the Constitution to make any group of Americans second-class citizens by preventing homosexuals from marrying each other. But President Bush has done exactly that, and 116 members of the House of Representatives (including Rep. John Boozman, Arkansas' only Republican member of Congress) are sponsoring the proposed amendment.
We noted that the University of Alabama last week drew 35,000 to its spring football game and recalled a time back in the early '70s when the University of Arkansas would do the same when it brought its game to Little Rock.
I hinted earlier that evidence was mounting that the securities salesman who provided confidential information to the FBI was Steele Stephens, the broker who began enjoying a huge share of Treasurer Martha Shoffner's bond business in 2010.
"What mighty contests," wrote 18th-century satirist Alexander Pope, "rise from trivial things." The poet had sex in mind, although something similar could be said about Americans and their pets. If you think people get worked up about politics, say something "controversial" about dogs or cats. Then prepare for action.
Before last Friday night, the saddest, most "depressing" Depression-era story I had read was Horace McCoy's "They Shoot Horses, Don't They?" However, after watching The Arkansas Repertory Theatre's opening performance of William Inge's "A Loss of Roses," I can attest that this play is as rough and unflinching as that Depression-era tale, or any other.
Perhaps U.S. Rep. Tim Griffin might want to reconsider his earlier decision not to include Republican Rep. Loy Mauch on the list of Republican candidates he'd asked not to use his campaign contributions, having read some of what they'd written.