Opinion

My somewhat critical attitude toward cats — my less than all-embracing affection for all pets, all the time — is a character flaw, I’m aware.

Since ex-police chief and current East Hampton Village Mayor Jerry Larsen first started his campaign against the Village Ambulance Association, the main public reaction has been if it isn’t broken, don’t fix it.

Is heaven some sort of club, a fraternity? If so, its population may be sparse.

Foul weather is just the way it is here in the month of March.

The surprising end result of all that construction work at La Guardia.

The East Hampton Village Board again seems intent on handing over its modest Sea Spray Cottages at Main Beach to a for-profit hospitality management company. This is a bad idea. The land should be open to the public, if anything.

As Jimmy Carter is now in hospice care, I wonder what might have happened had his prescient words on conservation and self-sacrifice been heeded.

There is not so much to do in March, other than plan and perhaps go on walks.

I am interested in the mixing and remixing of ourselves, and there’s no better feeling than when we’re in tune.

When the basements of about six shops, a cafe, and a gallery in East Hampton Village flooded on Feb. 26, it was bad news at the toughest time of the year.

At last, the legendary Washington Heights home of the Millrose Games, “the fastest track in the world.”

It is no coincidence that just as damaging and embarrassing revelations from a lawsuit by a voting machine maker against the Fox television corporation are released, the network’s Tucker Carlson has gone all in on a false retelling of the Jan. 6 attack on the Capitol.