Made In Japan
The doctors who police other doctors are hard on their errant peers-but are they finding all the offenders?
It’s time to stop taking care of the Arabs and start taking care of ourselves.
Clements is ready for the Legislature, but is the Legislature ready for him?
That’s what the Legislature is here to do, and unless we’re lucky, it just may.
East is East, West is West, and in Texas the twain shall never meet.
Enter Ronald Reagan—the liberals’ true friend.
Because nobody at city hall is doing his job, that’s why.
The press keeps telling us how bad Carter and Reagan are, but let he who is without sin cast the first stone.
Hurricane Allen proved that everyone talks about the weather but nobody knows much about it—least of all the National Weather Service.
Is inflation deflating your standard of living? You are not alone.
On the Move.
What you don’t know about your fire department could burn you up.
When black militant Lee Otis Johnson got out of prison his old friends welcomed him with open arms. Later, some of them wished they hadn’t.
Once again our presidential candidates are promising to get the government under control. Here’s why they won’t.
A lot of farmers and gardeners think Congressman Kika de la Garza is a pest.
None of the old clichés about voluntarism are true except this one: it works.
This is the question: is it a crime to be politically inept?
Democracy in America
Bob Bullock, in his flamboyant style, built a powerful state agency. Then Bob Bullock, in his flamboyant style, was seduced by its power.
Forgetting free trade, scrapping our factories, and other modest solutions to our economic troubles.
No news is bad news.
Why Houston has the best schools in the state.
The Panhandle is home for the country’s only H-bomb assembly plant. Aren’t you glad we told you?
Two questions about school desegregation: Is busing the only way? Are integrated schools inferior?
If the eighties are here, where did the seventies go.
Behind the gleaming facades of many new apartment villages are the crumbling walls of next year’s urban blight.
There are two questions about John Connally: Is he good enough to be president? Is he too bad to be president?
A modest proposal for the eighties.
Nicaragua’s new junta may discover it’s easier to depose a dictator than to rebuild a ravaged country.
Give me land, lots of land . . .
Everyone in Austin loves sparkling Barton Creek—especially the developers.
Waltzing across Texas.
Don’t look now, but the rather odd gentleman with the suspicious accent and outlandish military getup may not be exactly what he seems.
Running on Empty.
Fill ‘er up, but don’t spill any gas on my Ralph Lauren boots.
If the Soviet Union and the United States fought a nuclear war, no one would win. But who would win a conventional war?
Soldiers at Fort Hood agree on one thing: You don’t have to be crazy to be in the Tank Corps—but it helps.
Although Texans make good friends, they make even better enemies.
For legislators in Austin, home is where the bar is.
The former boy wonder of Texas politics has found a new career. Still, old habits die hard.
On winning the National Magazine Award.
The first shot in Clements’ campaign to cut 25,000 state employees fells 68 casualties.
The medical miasma.
Do you want a rare antique muzzle-loader or a holdup pistol that can’t be traced? You can find them both at a gun show.
A farewell to celebrities and to arms.
Chemical waste disposal sits are environmental time bombs-if they don’t get you know, they’ll get you later.
How a bountifully talented young Texas writer based a novel on Lyndon Johnson, won high praise, and then…
As New Ulm went, so goes New York.