Wasatch Rambler

I pulled out my old VHS copy of “The Russians are Coming! The Russians are Coming!” the other night and gave it a watch.

One of our sons has again made his parents morph from college-educated, responsible adults into babbling idiots, saying stuff like “koochy-koochy-coo!” and seriously depleting the national supply of photo pixels.

I did my Christmas shopping on Ogden’s 25th Street — Green the World has 100 percent BPA-safe “Made in USA” toys! — thinking “What a cool street. I should bring my granddaughter down here.”

I had the great pleasure of talking to Abigail Tharpe-Hastings last week and came away thinking, “future president?”

Nice kid. Very sharp. Why not?

Abigail, 10, approached me after last Monday’s public forum at the Weber County Library on a book about gay couples. She was on the panel with her moms while I moderated.

Abigail wants to be a news reporter when she grows up. How, she asked me, should she train?

She has already thought a lot about the craft of writing.

Can we please quit calling everything government does to improve our lives “socialism”?

The word is used a lot these days to imply evil: “Dictatorship” and “socialism” were used interchangeably during the last presidential election.

Or consider Sunday’s story about Brigham City’s council apparently being a hotbed of socialism, certainly up to no good. The city is promoting jobs and business growth.

Gah! Socialism!

We knew it was coming. Still, to have the sisters of Mount Benedict Monastery say “we’re leaving,” going back to Minnesota?

A few loose ends piled up today: