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  • Nevada’s esteemed legislators have once again saddled up their noble steeds, donned their finest spurs, and galloped headlong into the grand enterprise of making more laws to fix laws that aren’t fixing anything. Two new bills, SB304 and SB309, have been introduced with much fanfare, promising to cure the scourge of drunken and drugged driving…

  • Making Two Wrongs into a Right The Nevada Legislature, in its infinite wisdom, has taken up the noble task of turning the aged adage “two wrongs don’t make a right” and turning it inside out and backward. Assembly Bill 209, now before the Committee on Judiciary, proposes to extend a legal olive branch—nay, a full-blown…

  • But He’ll Sue the Feds in a Heartbeat Well, sir, it ain’t much of a surprise that Attorney General Aaron Ford doesn’t take kindly to DOGE, as he won’t even spare a sideways glance at nearly a million dollars gone missing in some Internet rigmarole in Lovelock. But turn your back for one second, and…

  • It is universally recognized—at least by those with a lick sense—that a man’s stomach, like the rest of his insides, is his concern. But in these latter days, when the noble art of government consists chiefly of meddling in the affairs of others, the question of whom a man (or woman, or anyone sufficiently afflicted…

  • Bless his heart, Nevada Attorney General Aaron Ford seems to think that hollering “unconstitutional” is the same as making it law, much like a rooster believing his crowing brings up the sun. Ford has hitched his wagon to a group of like-minded legal luminaries to stop Donald Trump from downsizing the Department of Education—a noble…

  • Once upon a time, a man could walk into a schoolhouse, tip his hat, and expect to be judged by his wits, not by the color of his britches. Alas, such quaint notions have fallen under suspicion, as more than 50 universities—including the University of Nevada, Las Vegas —find themselves in a pickle jar of…

  • I strolled into the Union Brewery Saloon that morning, where the dusty scent of antiques hung in the air, where folks traded stories like breathing. At the bar sat a man, maybe a decade older than me. He looked like someone who had spent his life taking what the land offered without ever asking for…

  • There are some folks who, upon encountering a rickety old fence in the wilderness, will tip their hat, step over it, and go about their business. Then there are others who, upon seeing the museum piece, will whip out a hammer, rally a crowd, and commence hollering about how the fate of civilization hangs upon…

  • Nevada’s Senators Can’t Agree on Disagreeing In a display of unity so fractured it could make the Grand Canyon blush, Nevada’s two Democratic senators found themselves at odds today over whether to keep the government’s doors open or let it slam shut like an old saloon in a dust storm. Sen. Catherine Cortez Masto, perhaps…

  • ICE Struggles with Simple Arithmetic Now, it would seem a curious thing—one might even say a confounding thing—that an agency whose sole occupation is the counting, catching, and corralling unlawful inhabitants cannot, with any degree of certainty, say how many it has apprehended in a particular state. And yet, here we are. Two months into…