Opinion

First I hated driving the Cross Bronx Expressway. Then I discovered many other ways to hate it in “The Power Broker,” Robert Caro’s monumental biography of Robert Moses, the designer of it and so much else affecting our transportation lives.

One tradition that I have always been a sucker for is the tree in Town Pond, of which the best part is seeing the village crew setting it out from their tippy aluminum rowboat.

The East Hampton Town Board has a chance at its Jan. 2 organizational meeting to either back away from its decision to remove the chairman of the town planning board, or at least offer the public a reasonable explanation.

Notes on a new/old obsession, “Homicide: Life on the Street,” now streaming on Peacock.

A lawsuit over a proposed swimming pool at the Huntting Inn in East Hampton Village is worthy of public attention.

My son and I have been down for the count with influenza and quickly reached the Very Boring Stage of convalescence. Bring on Dwayne (The Rock) Johnson in “Red One,” the Christmas-themed action movie.

The state’s campaign to dismantle the Shinnecock Indian Nation’s electronic billboards and seek punitive damages is a waste of time and resources.

A divine stay at a monastery turned hotel in Pittsburgh.

The intersection at Cedar and North Main Streets and a bit farther north at the split of Three Mile Harbor and Springs-Fireplace Roads are two areas that desperately need a fresh set of painted lines.

The Great Chain of Being — a scatological take.

The music room in my house is what “the parlor” was to Americans in the mid-20th century: the room that time forgot.

Robert F. Kennedy Jr., a vaccine skeptic and conspiracy theorist, is a Senate vote away from becoming secretary of the Department of Health and Human Services.

Coming full circle in a job that’s as important as ever.

Boating season came to an end with a whimper, though in my imagination the year was not going to be like this.

A call to give landmark status to about 30 acres in Wainscott recently bought by East Hampton Town should be heeded.

I recently traveled alone to the West Bank of Palestine for three weeks to teach a course in documentary filmmaking. This is what I saw.

The era of cheap goods made in China exchanged during the holiday gift season could be ending.

The Star’s Holiday Spirit decorating contest, launched with the help of the Anchor Society and the Greater East Hampton Chamber of Commerce, was judged on Saturday, and we have a winner: the Monogram Shop of Newtown Lane.

Thoughts on team loyalty formation after the Thanksgiving football smorgasbord.

Suffolk Community College recently made the lamentable decision to stop offering journalism as a major.

Christmas tree follies.

In the waning days of his administration President Biden could unilaterally declare Plum Island a national monument, thereby sidestepping Congress.

This Friday through Sunday after Thanksgiving, a new chapter of Hamptons Pride history will be written in the East Hampton Presbyterian Church, as quilts from the National AIDS Memorial will be on display.

At Thanksgiving it seems appropriate to think about eastern Long Island’s very first land flip, which began 383 years ago when the Manhanset Indians were robbed of the place we know today as Shelter Island.

Coming to you from the D-III national championships in Terre Haute, Indiana . . .

Here’s what we are most grateful for on Thanksgiving eve, 2024.

Dinner at Sam’s Bar and Restaurant with both my children followed by a brand-new Ridley Scott movie: Life probably won’t get much better than that.

In a town where just getting a permit to build a deck can take six months or more, taking time to get things right should be seen as just part of the deal.

We are swimming upstream against the mighty current of all-consuming consumerism as Black Friday approaches.

East Hampton Town’s efforts to help Montauk senior citizens access their medications come as a reminder that good governing at the local level is more essential than ever.