Editorial Page

by Kevin McEneaney
  To The Editor:       The recent letter to the editor, “Heidi Otto Remembered” written by Stephen Kaye, distorts and misrepresents the facts.      
  Last week, at a town board meeting on March 27, the town supervisor of Amenia and her friends took considerable pains to defend the hamlet’s water district from the critique offered in our front-page story in the March 19 issue.   Our reporter had not manufactured the information but...
  Amazon was the subject of a long and revealing article in last week’s New Yorker.  George Packer is a seasoned journalist who knows how to dig, and dig he did.   He found out that Amazon demands up-front payments from publishers to give what consumers think is unbiased commentary...
  To the editor,       It was with great dismay and then anger when I read your editorial in the March 5, 2014 issue of the Millbrook Independent.  Yes, Heidi Otto did bring heartache and controversy to the Town of Washington - 10  years ago.  I do not dispute...
  The destruction of the house on Deep Hollow Road serves as a conclusion to an old story that was left dangling over ten years ago.      
  We have been watching events unfold in Ukraine with the feeling that we have seen this film before.   Is it wrong for Russia to re-acquire the Crimea it lost when the Soviet union broke up, territory mostly inhabited by Russians, who feel loyalty to Russia, which has historically been...
  In an enlightening article on Tomdispatch.com, Michael Klare observes that environmentalists like McKibben and his 350.org have waged a war against the XL Pipeline because the production of crude oil from tar sands in Alberta will cause a significant increase in greenhouse emissions....

We began our coverage of the growing substance-abuse plague not so much to report its existence as to report what we are doing about it.  From the beginning, it seemed as if we were relying too much on treatment and incarceration and not enough on prevention.  This misalignment of our...

Sylvester put his ears back and looked ever so vicious when someone mentioned the weather.  He was standing in two feet of snow that had covered over his bale of hay and made his walkway so indistinct you couldn’t see it.  The tracks made yesterday had filled in from the snow whirling...