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The Sacramento region gives a shout-out to the incoming president.
This article was published on 01.15.09
Additional online-only letters to a new American president from SN&R’s joint project with Capital Public Radio.
Election night, Chicago, Ill. November 4, 2008.
An SN&R photographer was at ground zero during the Oakland riots.
By R.V. Scheide
The state balks at funding federally mandated prison reforms.
By Janelle Weiner
Californians recycle, LJ Urban sells eco-urban T-shirts and activists urge Obama to plant a garden.
Some late but eco-friendly New Year’s resolutions.
New radio program airs tips for green living.
A meat eater struggles with her diet dilemma.
By Kel Munger
Love, hate, indifference—readers express their opinions, sometimes about each other.
Joey goes there.
By Joey Garcia
SN&R designer’s work included in pre-election Obama art fest.
By Don Button
Fantasy art, good salsa bars and a vintage Schwinn swing bike.
By Nick Miller
The Mexican on nationalism and pinche estúpido questions.
By Gustavo Arellano
No way! K.J.? Presumptuous?
By Cosmo Garvin
Can Johnson show a sensitive side?
The law shouldn’t act to discourage kindness.
This week’s cartoon from the mind of John Kloss.
Where’s the bailout for small-business owners?
Battling sex addiction, one Christian at a time.
By Ted Cox
Local authors Anne Marie Smith and Michelle Gamble-Risley suggest strategies for reinvention.
By SN&R Staff
Sizzling Sirens teach burlesque classes.
By Jenn Kistler
That irritating, swollen spot on your skin: zit or alien invasion?
Wrestle your date?
Please sir, can I have some Four?
Welcome to the bizzare world of Doug Ogg.
A poem by David Howerton of Auburn.
By David E. Howerton
Famous poets face the wrath of www.ratemyprofessor.com.
By Josh Fernandez
Fathers and sons. And mad cow disease.
By Patti Roberts
Just don’t expect The Sound of Music.
Sacramento’s best dim sum.
By Greg Lucas
Our fair daily’s new food dude.
By Ann Martin Rolke
Go for the chilaquiles, stay for the … never leave!
It’s a two-hour wait—three for the trolley.
Emcee Pete B. from the CUF goes it alone.
Let down your indie guard and check out a sweet performance.
Reviews, shows and more reviews.
Darren Aronofsky’s latest is bleak.
By Jim Lane
Editor’s note: “deeply flawed,” “pointless plotlines” my ass.
By Daniel Barnes
Play me, Fred.
Get a new director.
The work of someone who hates chick flicks.
Edward Zwick, saggy direction—you’re joking?!
By Jonathan Kiefer
It’s likeably rough.
It’s harmless, but it’s still junk.
A wafer-thin romance between baby boomer sad sacks.
On three, overact and I’ll shove the camera in your face.
Blame this bad biopic on P. Diddy.
Several good actors with obviously nothing better to do.
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