Editorials

On his last day on the bench, District Judge Donald Mosley — who retired a year ago at age 65 — issued the sternest condemnation yet of the state’s lack of enabling legislation for medical marijuana, calling it “ridiculous” and “absurd.”

Henderson’s dealings with all-show-no-go developer Christopher Milam are far more than an embarrassment for the city. Their courtship and divorce have turned into the defining issue of this spring’s municipal election.

With so much attention paid to the mental breakdown of North Las Vegas Assemblyman Steven Brooks and lawmakers’ efforts to keep him away from Carson City, an equally important legal issue for the Legislature’s lower chamber has slipped under the radar, almost forgotten:

Crimes against disarmed college students are not hypothetical. Amanda Collins, a concealed-weapons permit holder, was unarmed when she was raped by James Biela in a parking garage at the University of Nevada, Reno in 2007.

The valley’s bus contract should have been settled almost two years ago. And on Thursday, after all the insider gamesmanship, all the political and legal gyration and big costs to the taxpaying public and transit customers, the Regional Transportation Commission got the same result that started this embarrassing display of favoritism.

The funny-looking word above means Nevada is about turn 150 — on Oct. 31, 2014, to be precise. Which means Nevada needs a license plate to commemorate the milestone.

Former UNLV men’s basketball coach Jerry Tarkanian is closing in on one last, well-deserved honor — one he should have received years ago.

No policy issue before the Legislature holds as much promise for economic growth, job creation and an accelerated housing recovery as construction defect reform. The laws crafted to protect homeowners from the costs of shoddy workmanship have enriched lawyers and made housing more expensive, because builders have to recover the costs of their skyrocketing liability insurance premiums.

The clownish antics of Las Vegas Constable John Bonaventura — a man eminently unqualified to be in armed law enforcement, elected in a down-ticket race two years ago only because his name is similar to that of a well-known local judge — have gone past the merely embarrassing. Now this is getting dangerous.

Not content with banning or at least fining those who make a living from cigarettes, trans-fats, salt and soft drinks, Michael Bloomberg, New York City’s mayor and billionaire busybody in chief, last week set his sights on a new villain: Styrofoam.