by Isaac Cubillos | Aug 5, 2025 | Journal
Back in the day, before motorcades and scandal headlines, before Bill Clinton played sax and Newt Gingrich decided to choke the soul out of public service, Henry Cisneros and I went to the same Catholic school on the West Side of San Antonio. He was in fourth grade. I...
by Isaac Cubillos | Aug 5, 2025 | Journal
Back in the early ’90s, I was chasing California politics the way a hungry dog chases a meat truck—press pass in one pocket, notebook in the other, and always with a half-empty tank of gas and a deadline that didn’t care about traffic on the 5. One particular night in...
by Isaac Cubillos | Aug 1, 2025 | Journal
Well, hell. Here we go again—dancing on the nuclear tripwire with the grace of a rhinoceros in a tutu. Today, Donald Trump—commander of all that he surveys, including apparently basic naval doctrine—announced with great fanfare that he’s sending two nuclear submarines...
by Isaac Cubillos | Jul 19, 2025 | Journal
You’re being distracted. Again. Today’s headlines? More Epstein documents and the cancellation of Colbert’s late-night show. That’s your “news.” A dead man’s secrets that will never be fully revealed, and a television host who once poked power before being absorbed by...
by Isaac Cubillos | Jul 2, 2025 | Brown Eyes, Clear Truth, Journal
Well, here we go again. Another round of red-faced shouting over “Sanctuary Cities,” as if your local sheriff were secretly running a coyote ring out of the jail basement and giving undocumented immigrants a free pass to Disneyland. You’ve heard the chorus. “They’re...
by Isaac Cubillos | Jul 2, 2025 | Brown Eyes, Clear Truth, Journal
They built it in eight days. Dropped it right in the Everglades. Surrounded it with alligators and pythons like some kind of bad Florida joke. Wrapped it in razor wire and gave it a name that belongs in a comic book: Alligator Alcatraz. This isn’t a plotline from some...
