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Journalists are being tossed into the anti-media waters being chummed by President Trump and others.
Let’s not forget that July 4 is a day that celebrates the freedoms we have in this country.
Washington also is considering becoming more significant by moving its primary to early March.
Solving the multifamily recycling puzzle.
The competitive nature of the initiative and referendum season now peaking in Washington.
What we do know is that he’s off to Iowa in June to deliver the keynote address at a party fundraiser.
For Washington to be a true climate leader, PSE needs to get out of the coal business.
Eastside journalist moves on after six years in field.
The conservative activist’s self-financing claim points to a lack of deep-pocketed donors.
In Puget Sound, 1988 had a green significance.
Washington public school teachers are ready to reap financial rewards from their long battle to increase state funding for education. Union leaders are making no… Continue reading
A response to Michelle Darnell’s “Don’t ban guns, ban government schools” letter.
Leveraging the heightened awareness sparked by the #metoo movement.
U.S. tariffs on Canadian paper have surged costs for newspapers with little benefit for U.S. mills.
You may have noticed some changes at the Reporter.
Michelle Metzler offers decluttering tips.
An informational community meeting regarding Overlake’s Sears site (Heritage Park, to be developed by Seritage) was held on March 8 attended by about 100 residents… Continue reading
As one parent among the millions of parents who have sent children to public schools — or “government schools” as letter writer Ms. Michelle Darnell… Continue reading
Michelle Darnell’s recent letter (“Don’t ban guns, ban government schools”) was unfortunate in two ways: It used a recent mass killing as justification to pivot… Continue reading
It wasn’t long ago that I could read an article from the Onion and laugh heartily. These days, I’m just horrified that many pieces come… Continue reading