Zona Norte hasn’t changed. It is still the wild side. Desperate; sure of itself. Dark-skinned guys from the interior still come here for one last sinful evening before crossing to the other side.
Thursday, February 25
Consider first a fiery Mexican revolutionist who refused to travel a mere hundred miles to be at the scene of his greatest victory. Add an army of several hundred men, mostly American and European revolutionists …
Baja Californians take themselves and their history more seriously. They are part of a culture much older than our own. Here we are so unencumbered by tradition that we have entirely lost track of time.
I am known as the King of the Coyotes. Coyote is slang here in Mexico and around the border for an illegal alien smuggler. I have never been a legal resident of the U.S., but …
Thursday, February 18
MILLIONS OF DOLLARS HAVE FLOWED FROM THE SAN DIEGO Community College District into a shadowy, local, private foundation over the past half-dozen years. As this has occurred, one man has served as head of both …
By the time the defense rested its case on February 8, the mood in the hallway had become more intimate. People exchanged business cards and passed out breath mints, and raffle tickets were sold for the Cara Knott Foundation
Thursday, February 11
In the next three days, I learned that the San Dieguito River drainage is a kind of graveyard for dead automobiles. They litter the river’s canyons like dinosaur bones. That V-12 was simply the first.
Thursday, February 4
Such are the conceits of first-world living — they follow you. A late-night call from San Diego slips through a satellite onto the shore of a beleaguered nation with the news of my psychiatrist’s death. …