Reading the news has long been hazardous enough to earn the term “doom-scrolling,” but it’s hard not to do at least some of that early in the morning, hot coffee in hand. Saturday dawn, however,…
Posts published by “Steve Heilig”
It has now been just over twenty years since a historically reclusive Marin County coastal burg — so reclusive that its name has been deleted here wherever possible, per local and long-futile custom - adopted…
One sunny San Francisco morning in the 1990s I was sitting in my office trying to decide which pile of papers and journals and telephone messages piled on my desk to tackle first, when the…
Way back when I was an undergrad student at UC Santa Barbara, a fair number of Vietnamese refugees had been and were being relocated to the “student ghetto” of Isla Vista. Some of them even…
The national election looms, like a tsunami of uncertainty. Right now it’s a prevailing source of anxiety, dread, hope and confusion. Predictions and polls are rampant and just add to the unrest. Understandably, many have…
Once upon a time I was an international drug smuggler. But please let me explain. One foggy afternoon in the late 1980s I was sitting in the dungeon-like old medical library at UCSF medical center,…
“Are you going to watch the debate?” Yes, I replied, I feel I have to. It’s probably going to be a big deal. But I have such trepidation about it, even dread. I don’t think…