ACLU Versus Wendy McCaw
Oops. Now Wendy McCaw’s done it. She pissed off the ACLU, so they gave her a little dose of her own litigious medicine. The gist of their letter? Stop threatening small businesses, you big bully!
Oops. Now Wendy McCaw’s done it. She pissed off the ACLU, so they gave her a little dose of her own litigious medicine. The gist of their letter? Stop threatening small businesses, you big bully!
Really, it’s all free for everyone. Come inside, answer some questions, and we’ll send you free meals. Try it. It doesn’t hurt and we don’t bite much. This week’s quiz is from December of ’86.
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Word on the backroads is that Quentin Tarantino is filming his latest flick up on Figueroa Mountain and popping up in hotels, restaurants, cafes, and public places all over the Santa Ynez Valley. Look for our oak forests in Grind House, which is slated for an April release.
The Indy obtained a copy of the lawsuit against Susan Paterno, the reporter for the American Journalism Review who wrote the most thorough, touching article yet on the News-Press meltdown. How many more before someone
files an anti-SLAPP suit?
The author walks into a crowded Chinese joint, and finds happiness in squid, soy, and pork.
It appears that News-Press employees, City Hall, The Indy, Vanity Fair, the American Journalism Review, the Teamsters, public access laws, and former boyfriends are no longer the only ones being targeted by Wendy McCaw on her legal brief-lined warpath. Now Santa Barbara’s small business owners are under attack: McCaw’s hired bulldog/superstar lawyer Barry Cappello is now sending intimidating letters to stores who post anti-Wendy signs in their windows.
Watch a YouTube video that gets inside the head and art of Brad Nack, known from Carrillo Street to Manhattan as the man behind the reindeer paintings. But he’s so much more, we learn here.
The sweaters were recently out in force at Earl Warren Showgrounds, when a gang of cold weather-wanting merrymakers descended upon the small, rectangular ice rink for some seasonal skating fun. But before the hordes arrived, they’d spent an hour or so getting in the mood by slurping such hot drinks as hot toddies, sake ‘n’ ciders, and snugglers.
Just when you thought that listening to your CDs from Blackalicious was enough, now they come with some visuals, personal thoughts, and behind-the-scenes action that only leaves us wanting more.