Places in California confuse me. When I first moved here I went with friends to the Colorado River south of Lake Havasu and, instead of raging whitewater, I found what seemed like a canal with barren desert and RV parking lots on each side. Death Valley turned out to be beautiful. I expected a lake […]
Marcy Burstiner
Marcy Burstiner is a professor of journalism and mass communication at Humboldt State University. If there's something about the media that confuses you, e-mail her at mib3@humboldt.edu.
Road Rage
I drive an old Honda hybrid that gets little power on the road. But lately, I’ve been borrowing my husband’s fancy Audi. It gets great power. It is amazing how differently I get treated on the road. No one ever bothered me as I puttered in the next lane in my Honda. But when I […]
Film Permits: The Sequel
How do you make our ancient redwoods even more beautiful? You photograph them as a backdrop to Brad Pitt. Wait. Flip that. How do you make one ancient actor even more beautiful? Regardless of how you flip the question, that’s what Details magazine did in its November cover spread, which you can see online. The […]
Redline the Carpet
I couldn’t watch the Oscars. That’s probably a good thing. I had papers to grade. Still it irks me. My husband and I cut off our Suddenlink cable at the end of last year because we paid way too much for what we got. We now have a Roku device that lets us watch movies […]
Horror Movies
Two years before George W. Bush left office, Universal Studios produced a movie called American Dreamz in which terrorists planned to kill the president — portrayed by Dennis Quaid as a manipulated idiot — in a suicide attack on an American Idol-like TV singing contest. The movie never made back the $17 million it cost […]
Thursday Night Special
It is only Monday, but already I find myself repressing the urge to shop at Walmart Thursday night. The store will open at 6. That gives me time to clear the dishes if I can get everyone seated at the table early enough. And I never shop at Walmart. That urge comes from newspaper stories […]
Scare Tactics
Here’s my dark secret: I teach journalism but I hate reading the news. As my husband devours the two newspapers we get delivered each morning, I skim through them like they are cod liver pills I have to wash down. It wasn’t always this way. In college, I bought my own copies of the New […]
Our Sound of Silence
Humboldt State University loves posters. Well, some kinds of posters. The bookstore sells bland posters of famous paintings and rock stars each fall. The school holds competitions for academic posters about research. Posters for events cram bulletin boards during the school year. But you won’t see many other posters. In a few weeks, students from […]
Courtesy Titles
Ryan Burns in the Lost Coast Outpost questioned the appropriateness of Honest Engine, the name and logo of a Eureka car repair shop, after it appeared prominently in an advertisement beneath my last column (“Art Attack,” May 29.). That column was about a painting that many people deemed to be offensive to Latino students and […]
Art Attack
There is a painting that hangs in my living room of three musicians. My husband bought it from a local painter. That painting bothers me a little. That’s because the musicians are black and the artist is white. And we are white. Should that bother me? Clearly the artist appreciated musicians, as we do. I […]
Everything old is young again
The latest gizmo in the Sharper Image catalog is a sleek, portable, wireless writing device. The catalog promises “no compatibility issues with word documents or printers.” And you can use it to “Jot a quick letter, address an envelope, or write the next great American novel…” Best yet, it looks just like an old-fashioned manual […]
The Big Chill
Back in April 2007, some 3,500 people peaceably gathered in Redwood Park in Arcata to celebrate weed. I wrote about it in this column, noting how amazed I was that in a county of 130,000 the two daily newspapers we had back then skipped the event. I get high on large, peaceful gatherings. It is […]
