Bob CollinsWe’re apparently never going to know the name of the persons who saved the life of Jennifer Green when she was jumped from a bridge over Faribault’s Straight River in 1990. They want to remain anonymous, a report today says. Read more →
MPR News Reflections and observations on the news
By Bob Collins
Bob Collins retired from Minnesota Public Radio in 2019 after 12 years of writing NewsCut and pointing out to complainants that posts weren’t news stories. A son of Massachusetts, he was a news editor 1992-1998, created the MPR News regional website in 1999, invented the popular Select A Candidate, started several blogs, and every day lamented that his Minnesota Fantasy Legislature project never caught on.
Following criticism from fellow journalists, public radio show host Diane Rehm has curbed some of her lobbying for right-to-die laws.
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Blame the Germans. Read more →
Fairly quietly, Rep. Tom Emmer, the Republican who replaced Michelle Bachmann as the congressperson from Minnesota’s 6th District, has distinguished himself as the practical kind of politician people insist they want in Washington.
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Typically, Amy Patrick’s dad would have accompanied her to her school’s father-daughter dance on Saturday night. But he couldn’t, because he was shot to death by a meth dealer last year in Mendota Heights. Her dad is Scott Patrick, the police officer. Read more →
While people come for the hockey in the boys state tournament, they might as well stay for the hair, because it, too, has become a tradition apparently unique to flyover country. Read more →
Oh, sports, you can be so good for the soul when you work at it!
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Is there legitimacy to the hurt feelings and online outrage against Mpls.St.Paul magazine, which is under fire for this cover?
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Rather than an art installation, the city got performance art, instead — a rootin’ tootin’ Midwesterner on display who didn’t let the wrath of winter get him down. Read more →
We could learn a lesson from Hindus when it comes to welcoming spring. Read more →
My dad was a salesman. He told groceries to grocery stores and, after an attempt at running his own grocery store failed, he sold insurance.
He was good at it; he was great at it, actually. ‘If you don’t see anybody, you can’t sell anybody,’ he told me in the early days of my own attempt to follow him into the business. Read more →
We interrupt your normal programming for the weekly test of your tear ducts.
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Something good has come of the insipid national debate over whether the dress was blue or gold. Read more →
The Vikings stadium was pitched to taxpayers as a venue for a Major League Soccer franchise. Now, one of the wealthiest people in Minnesota wants his own. Read more →
A kerfuffle in the world of classical music is testing the parameters of artistic freedom. Read more →