Greetings, folks! It’s Tuesday, May 23, 2017 and here’s your Morning Scoop of news and other stuff. Subscribe to add the Scoop to your email inbox.
Word for Word
“What she gives me I can't get from someone else: not a therapist or a family member. ... It's unconditional love.” – Robert Lebron, a 40-year Army veteran whose service dog was stolen.
What You Need to Know
• Farewell, Sir Roger Moore, dead at 89. He played James for 12 years in seven movies. That’s a lot of suave.
• Jurors in the Keith Foster drug-trafficking trial resume deliberations today. If convicted, the former Fresno deputy police chief faces at least 25 years in prison.
• Islamic State has claimed, without evidence, responsibility for the deadly bombing at an Ariana Grande concert in Manchester, England. The suicide attack left 22 dead.
• President Trump asked two of the nation’s top intelligence officials to speak out against the FBI investigation of possible collusion between the Trump presidential campaign and Russia, the Washington Post reported.
• We have another dust-up over dress code at a Fresno school. This time it’s a mom and daughter who acknowledge the girl’s nose-piercing violates code but contend the accessory is barely noticeable.
• Summer is around the corner. How do we know? Because gas prices are going up.
• What do you think of this price tag: Remaking California’s health insurance marketplace into a universal, single-payer system would cost $400 billion.
What You Want to Know
• The “Twin Peaks” revival on TV has a Fresno connection via J.R. Starr, who was a country radio personality here in the 1970s.
• What state Democratic Party leaders did at its convention last weekend in Sacramento (quick refresher: a bunch of middle-finger salutes to Donald Trump) was juvenile and hypocritical, our editorial board says.
• Hey, Kopi, you’re on a list!
• It takes an act of God – or the police – to awaken this teenager (honest to goodness, we wish we still could sleep like this).
What You Don’t Want to Know
• “Lock (insert pronoun) up!” is the go-to chant for mob madness disguised as politics, used on both sides of the “aisle.” This time, the aisle was on on airplane.