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May 8, 2009

The Last WORD

The Fat Lady Sings, Off-Key, Drools

At about this time every year, like the swallows to Capistrano or the buzzards to Hinckley, Ohio, the WORD migrates to its summer musing grounds at the sanitarium —St. Mumbles Home for the Terminally Verbose.

The reason is clear, and never moreso than as this season —the WORD's 13th —peters out.

It's been a fraught year of high palaver and eye-popping transition, both good and not-so-much. An interminable presidential campaign saga finally did end, and in extraordinary and historic fashion. Meanwhile, the bottom and everything that's below the bottom fell out of the economy, with families, homes, entire industries and —of particular interest to WORDsters and the civic-minded —dozens of daily newspapers ("I don't so much mind that newspapers are dying--it's watching them commit suicide that pisses me off." --Molly Ivins). . . all evaporating. What replaces them, from the individual to the institutional to the societal? Are we looking at a future of in-depth Tweeting?

As any newsperson or firehorse knows, it's hard to turn your back on day-to-day catastrophe --we just have to look at the car wreck. But even the most deranged and driven need a rest. As philosopher Lilly Tomlin once observed, "No matter how cynical you become, it's never enough to keep up."

So this morning, as a near-frost hovered over northern Utah, the unmarked van pulled into the driveway and the gentle, soft-spoken men in the white coats rolled the WORD out of bed and into a straitjacket for the usual summer trip to St. Mumbles, where the blathering one will be assigned a hammock and fed soothing, healthy foods --like tapioca, dog biscuits and salmon --while recharging the essential muscles of cynicism, outrage, sarcasm, social engagement and high-mindedness, in preparation for the next edition.
Summer well, friends.

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Porcupine dam a popular destination

By Aaron Mecham

April 29, 2009 - PARADISE | Porcupine Reservoir, located just outside Avon in Cache Valley, gives people an opportunity to camp and fish trout and salmon without the noise of more popular reservoirs or the difficult access associated with rivers.

It has no recreational facilities and camping areas are undeveloped. The land around the reservoir is primarily privately owned, therefore it has no government group that is responsible to develop it. Even though the shoreline isnít public property, access is unrestricted.

In autumn, Kokanee salmon can be seen running upstream. You can fish for the salmon, but from August 15 through September 29 you arenít allowed to catch any with red color.

Boats are allowed on the reservoir, but speeds must be slow enough to not produce wake. Waterskiing and personal watercraft are not allowed because of this. The boat launch is undeveloped also, which makes loading and unloading a boat difficult, especially when water levels are low at the end of the summer and in the fall.

The reservoir was built in 1964 by an earth-fill dam. It was created for irrigation in Cache Valley.

All information provided by Cache Valley Visitors Bureau.


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