The end of the world is nigh. We're just polishing the brass on the Titanic. This is all going down. That got your attention, right? Apocalypse sells. FOX News feeds a diet of disaster – the swine flu epidemic, nuclear arms in North Korea – into our living rooms. The Apocalypse used to be so far off, now it's always just around the next corner.
The economic crash has ushered in more doom and gloom with massive numbers of unemployed and homeless. Bend boomed big and the bust hit hard. A dire situation as this either brings communities closer together or pushes people further apart, getting us to hole-up-alone-in-a-bunker mentality. Locally there are a few folks who want to take a practical approach to problems we're facing and make a step towards getting Bend back on track.
Source Weekly
Let's Review: Obama hits the circuit, Afghanistan smolders and Romo runs for his life
The author has been sent on the road to discover a lost country formerly known as America. He is reporting from where your relatives and America started – Jamestown, Williamsburg, and Yorktown, Virginia – on assignment for Or-Bust.
Government can be counterproductive
I write this letter in response to Wayne Bredtze's letter “Government Can Be Good” in last week's issue. At first glance federal loans and grants indeed do seem like an essential part of higher education, though upon closer inspection they are quite counter productive.
Lotto Numbers Don't Add Up
Props to Dr. Nathan Boddie for his piece in favor of health care reform.
Who Gives A Sh#@?
Dear Boot,
So that's what's wrong with Bend? Goose poop that hinders using the park? You're given a column to bitch about anything you want and you pick geese? What's wrong with you?
You wasted half a page and go off about how bird droppings 'ruin' the park? And then you mock the people who try and fix it!
Well I know life sucks, however complaining about bird shit should be really low on the list. You could have used that space to actually tell your readership something useful.
Fuzzy, Fuzzy Math
Last week The Boot opined that tavern owners would only take a $6,300 hit if their share of video lottery game revenues drops from roughly 24% to 15%. I suspect that The Boot may have attended the Timothy Geithner/Charles Rangel School of Fuzzy Math and/or he/she got a head start sampling some of the delicious barrel-aged brew for the Little Woody festival.
My Country 'Tis of Thee: Take time to remember our wild heritage
The early stunning vistas of beautiful America gave rise to some of the best known and most evocative writings, song and poetry of this wide and sweeping land, a land to the earliest of inhabitants and those who came after, of wildness, diamond-blue skies and waves that tumbled onto golden, unsullied beaches.
“America the Beautiful” contains some of those soaring words:
“O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties,
Above the fruited plain!”
The Wilderness Act of 1964 recognizes wilderness, “.
A Prayer For The Wandering Eye
Dear Mr. Miller,
I hope this letter finds you in good health and enjoying your food and plain beer.
Living With Lyme Disease
You never know what you live amongst or what you're exposed to. Lyme disease is something we hear more frequently, but often played down.
Sisterhood of the Traveling Tire Iron: Secrets, solidarity and sluts attempt to resuscitate slasher genre in Sororiety
With a slew of horror movies saturating the market lately the genre is getting overworked. Initially, Sorority Row follows almost all the '70s drive-in rules but then morphs into cheesy wisecrack one liners, a trait started in the late '80s when horror flicks took a turn for the worse with tongue-in-cheek horror clichés.
With an opening zoom into a house party replete with naughty dancers wearing butt-exposing jammies bouncing on a trampoline, you know you're in for a treat of some sort. This re-make of the House on Sorority Row more resembles I Know What You Did Last Summer even though it claims to be based on a screenplay called Seven Sisters.

