Opinion

Opposition to a new county jail is mounting, as residents question the need for and motives behind a new facility.

Coulter was taking the week off, but if he had, his dad would have called him an ass. So here it is.

Also, more yard work, and a bout with an iPod nano that made the neighbors hide.

Brandon Ward was handled roughly by Champaign Police in a jaywalking arrest last year, of which video was posted on YouTube. More info has recently been released.

The Olympics have arrived, and Coulter is less than impressed.

Coulter discovers the simple pleasure that is the Danville Dans. 

The end is nigh … or so it would seem, considering that The Gargoyle has made an appearance as a Drinking God.

… and his dogs still won't behave after having graduated Dog School. It's that kind of week.

Coulter recaps his trip to the theater to see the new Steven Soderbergh flick, even if it was earlier than he would have preferred.

Coulter domesticates, and avoids the Taste, and finds himself almost totally unrewarded.

Despite Vic McIntosh's past service, on a non-partisan council, there's only one candidate worth crossing over for.

Coulter plumbs the depths of the not-so-great state that sits just 45 minutes to our east. And honestly, it's not half bad. Just stay out of the hotel pool.

A recent online petition attempting to build support for bringing Trader Joe’s to C-U got us thinking about local grocery options.

A few musings about the local food scene, and why it's fairly pointless to even try to keep up.

And he's got a little something to say about it…

Mike Coulter has a new pal. And his name is Sailor Jerry.

He also likes elipses, and doesn't care much for Maroon 5.

While Cannes goes on without him, musing on time travel and a lifelong focus on the esoteric.

Just sit back there folks and imagine the glory of a Summer without students and nothing but beer and sunburns. Coulter is already there.

Coulter maintains his theme of speaking of canines, but this time, it's not his own. Thank. God.

A Water-Pic has multiple purposes, especially if you're attacked daily by a dog on your paper route. Plus, how to make homemade yogurt.

They should be ashamed of themselves!

After years of troubled U of I Presidents, Jason proposes a radical change to the job description and the hiring process.

Michael McMahon, who's suing the News-Gazette for defamation over a prank letter-to-the-editor, runs a school affiliated with an anti-Semitic group, the SSPX.

And by lucky, we mean exactly that.

Should Coulter get another dog? Or simply tie one on come Friday night? That's the question, friends.

Andrew calls for higher standards from his local, government-owned, Amtrak service.

Say what you will about the start of baseball season. It gives you and me and Coulter a chance to drink for absolutely no reason.

In which Mike discusses the charm of a Hamms hat and the wretchedness of the DMV.

What is it to come back from a vision quest without anything to show? An autobiography overdue.

Why doesn't Coulter like Santorum? Can you win in a poker game called “Screw your neighbor”? Find out inside.

Andrew talks about that sweet heat we've been having and the “scientists” researching our climate change.

After eight years at some other publication, Mike Coulter returns to his roots with a new column with an old name at the right place. Things are right with the world. Kind of.

Voters in Champaign County went to the polls yesterday to vote in a candidate that wasn't running, a candidate who may not even live here, and a 90-year old curmudgeon. It's good to be alive in America.

A debilitating illness leads to literary hopscotch.

Andrew tries to “bum” cigarettes from some high-schoolers to no avail. Here he talks truth and smoking.

Maybe it's time to take a day off. From everything.

Andrew calls Cormac McCarthy a “big damned sis,” ponders “The Singularity,” nanobots and more all thanks to his Siri.

David Gill has had his chances. Let's nominate someone who can beat Tim Johnson.

The Illini Media Company is a local institution worth saving, but we are less-than-impressed with many of its current attempts to secure funding.

Andrew says “'green' is largely out of style.” His latest piece weighs in on our candidates' approaches to the giant ball on which we live.

A tale of a private jet, a cellophane plant, a male nurse doing breakthrough research in a barn, and the boom economy that brought them together, but eventually tore them apart.

The USPS is proposing to close both on-campus post office locations, a move that would (by its own admission) save it no money. What gives?

Jason Brown addresses an open letter to President Hogan, the University administration, alumni, and friends of the University everywhere, calling for the first step on the road to Illinois' image recovery: consequences and accountability.

Andrew says that love is an untapped resource that needs to be privatized. And he knows that Mitt Romney is just the man to do it.

Jason happens upon a fancy car with Ayn Rand-supporting plates. And that gets him thinking about the myth of the self-made man.

Dylan recounts his casual walk home being held up at gunpoint on a seemingly mundane Tuesday night in Urbana.

Literary critic and journalist Christopher Hitchens has died at the age of 62. Andrew Voris recaps his run-in with Hitchens back in 2007. God, whiskey and war ensues.