“Youth vote” can seem almost a contradiction in terms given the tendency of young people to stay home on Election Day, perhaps more enthralled by social networking and celebrities like Taylor Swift than by elections and the fate of the republic.

David Becker said he strives for honesty and compassion in his day-to-day work as a photojournalist.

And the night of Oct. 1, 2017, was no different, he said during a panel discussion Friday night at UNLV.

By engineering the confirmation of Brett Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court, Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell has won a tremendous partisan victory — but at the cost of tremendous damage to the Court itself.

Freelance photographer David Becker pauses to collect himself as he stares down at the notes on his lap he says he needs to accurately detail the sequence of events from a year ago. He’d ramble otherwise, he says.

Dozens of swallowtail butterflies are dancing in the air, and we pull the car over to watch. We’ve been on the road in Belize for nearly three hours with no shortage of sightseeing along the way. The drive from San Ignacio winds through San Antonio, a Maya town that is also the home of my tour guide, Israel Canto. We drive through the Mountain Pine Ridge Forest Reserve, and the deserted sustainable logging town next door. We take a pit stop to stretch our legs in a massive tunnel system–the Rio Frío Cave. Alas, we are on the final stretch, a few miles of dirt road leading to the largest Maya site in Belize–larger than its famous neighbor, Tikal in Guatemala. We are arriving at Caracol.

Not in our city. No way, no how.

More people than ever want to live on the wild edges of Western cities, despite the risk wildfires pose to their homes. A recent study by researchers at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, found that wildfires drive down real estate prices only in the immediate aftermath of a disaster. Home prices in burned areas typically rebound to pre-fire levels within one to two years.

Some bears hibernate in hollowed out tree-trunks. Some take a months-long rest beneath thick brambles and brush. Others dig into the hills to forge snug dens. And still others discover caves to hide away from the biting winter chill.

Not in our city. No way, no how. This was the message that Houston city council members sent last week when they unanimously voted to change a city ordinance that regulates sex businesses to block a proposed robot brothel from opening.