Opinion

Gorilla Grodd lives.

The best kind of beach day.

In an apparent attempt to save money, the United States Coast Guard has proposed making Long Island and New England coastal waters less safe.

East Hampton Town needs a traffic commission.

The town trustees’ clam contest is a lovely event. But where do the giants come from?

Last week I came across something new and interesting on Facebook for the first time in years.

We need to strike a note of caution on the East End after a Supreme Court ruling allowed immigration officers tremendous leeway in stopping people they suspect might be in the country illegally or awaiting an asylum hearing.

Homeowners are suing the town over the loss of a view that the town itself was supposed to preserve.

Divorced from reality, sanity, and the actual mechanics of driving, the new car commercials are as depressing as they are slick.

My friends and I never said “the Hamptons” growing up. That label refers to a resort for summer people and weekend warriors, not a place where you go to high school. But is “out east” any better?

Rhode Island has imposed an extra tax on second homes worth over $1 million, while municipalities on Cape Cod are considering adding a 2-percent transfer tax on property sales above the $2 million mark to fund affordable housing.

A reminder of how wasps like old boats.

Tumbleweed Tuesday was the best day of the year, weather-wise. Of course, I am prone to such pronouncements. I can’t help it.

Dreams of tennis, yearnings for Queens.

Standing in a fish market, a valued 31-year customer gets a credit card company on the horn, and, oh boy.

Researchers have concluded that powerful hurricanes will continue to be more common. The western arc of the North Atlantic, in particular, is warming faster than many other places on the globe.

In the seemingly never-ending effort to stimulate private affordable housing, East Hampton Town is working on regulations intended to make multiunit development attractive to property owners.

We regret to inform you that your summer is being cut short.

Horns beget more horns, and, where once they were rarely used, they are now a near-constant Main Street intrusion.

All of a sudden the nest is empty, and it’s just me rattling around and opening the refrigerator door and wondering if I need to cook something for dinner or if I should just have Stoned Wheat Crackers and cheese.

Drivers here increasingly see stop signs as optional.

Camaraderie and collegiality at the Ellen’s Run 5K in Southampton.

This fall a Horseshoe Crab Protection Act will land on Gov. Kathy Hochul’s desk. It would ban harvesting these ancient creatures in New York rather than merely setting quotas, and this is vital to safeguard a species whose extinction would have far-reaching implications.

The desire to water lawns has pushed the system to its limit.

We suggest that the Town of East Hampton explore a Route 114 shuttle, perhaps in partnership with the Town of Southampton and the Villages of Sag Harbor and East Hampton.

Where did all the boaters go?

A strange scene in D.C., where National Guard members roam.

Since taking office in January, the White House’s actions have been head-spinning and distracting, with the probable intention of creating a blur in public perception.

When animals send a message — of annoyance, of need.

History is never an objective description of How Things Really Were. History is a human science and art, conveying the values of the historian.