Opinion

How lucky we were to be born into Cadillac America in the century of progress, optimism, 20-cent milkshakes, and rock-and-roll. Everybody in the 20th century had something to say about Cadillacs.

Considering what the English colonists who founded East Hampton in the mid-1600s did to the land’s original inhabitants, it is a remarkable act of grace that the Montaukett Chief Robert Pharaoh agreed to be the grand marshal for the town’s 375th anniversary parade on Sept. 23.

Long-running college football rivalry games are down the drain.

The volume of traffic on the East End is a constant topic of conversation, especially if anything can be done to tame our roadways. For starters, we believe the immediate goal is not making the situation worse.

A 2012 Columbia University study on addiction medicine found that only one in 10 drug or alcohol addicts gets medical treatment, leaving more than 20 million Americans untreated.

The best thing about reality bathing is that, in addition to intensifying the quotidian pleasures of simply being alive in the mundane, it slows time.

For art historians and preservation-minded residents and friends looking to save at least a portion of the James Brooks and Charlotte Park house and studios in Springs, there is a ray of hope.

There’s still something to be said for the value of a liberal arts education, with courses in history, literature, and languages, whose ultimate gift is to enrich our lives, to make us more knowledgeable citizens of the world.

Our language roots go back to the early British colonists, not the Dutch, whose influence can be heard UpIsland, that is, west of the Wainscott Post Office.

A college drop-off and a first glimpse of the empty nest.

A new monument honoring the freedom-seekers who landed in search of water in Montauk in 1839 is important in recognizing Long Island’s role in a critical moment in American history.

Thinking about my youth in Amagansett both takes me back in time and roots me firmly in the present.

Beach plum jelly, made from the juice of the fruit, is far and away the most popular thing to cook from beach plums, but there are other things, less obvious things, you can do with your harvest.

Suffolk’s enforcement of the accommodation tax was overdue. Far too many property owners using Airbnb and its competitors to handle sub-30-day rentals were operating as de facto hotels, but not paying up.

The Hampton Classic must know me by now. I’ve only been covering the show since 1979.

Cerberus, my 28-foot-long Cape Dory sloop, is heavy enough to have its own gravitational pull, at least into the bilge. A stubborn black goo has settled there and if the floorboard is lifted it smells like the bathroom in the Mos Eisley Cantina in the first “Star Wars.”

Hurricane Idalia’s overnight surge to Category 4 has been attributed to record warmth in the oceans.

To think that a newspaper — The Marion County Record in Kansas, in this case — was virtually shut down by a police raid at the heart of which may have been a marital dispute is mind-boggling.

These are the weeks that gardens are supposed to be in finest form, high summer.

Enforcement is not East Hampton Town government’s best feature, and a locally run business that has monopolized a portion of a popular ocean beach in Montauk is a prime example.

Joe Theismann’s leg: a retelling.

Looking through the official East Hampton Village website recently, one of our reporters noticed something strange about a committee created to review a proposed sewage system in the historic district.

Memories of Sixto Rodriguez, singer-songwriter who found late fame.

It’s cringey to swoon over someone else’s home island and say you heard its siren song and “fell in love.” But . . .

It turns out that not only are our smartphones and computers commanding an increasing portion of our waking hours, but they are distracting us from even breathing.

The lessons of Barry Commoner, the “Paul Revere of the modern environmental movement,” are now more important than ever.

We were in Massachusetts this week so my daughter could try out for a lacrosse club team based within striking distance of her boarding school.

The Sag Harbor Village Board did the right thing recently when it proposed handing back development oversight in the waterfront zone to the village planning board.

Tyrants don’t speak aspirationally, they do not speak hopefully, they don’t say “wouldn’t it be wonderful if.” They bark orders, and woe to him or her who doesn’t carry them out.

It is a sad state of affairs that all anyone is talking about this summer is traffic.