As he watches, David Rosenblatt’s 8-year-old son Nico takes part in a virtual speech therapy session. Rosenblatt pays for this therapy out of pocket as one of the various tools the family uses to assist Nico, who has complex developmental!-->…
Metro’s Rail Operations Control Center is a “toxic workplace,” filled with “racial and sexual comments, harassment, and other unprofessional behavior” which has endangered riders, according to a new audit by the Washington Metrorail Safety!-->…
The coronavirus pandemic put an abrupt halt to paid work for most artists in the Washington region. Galleries, museums, music halls and performance venues have been shuttered for nearly six months, and many arts organizations have had to!-->…
D.C.’s health department updated its list of high-risk coronavirus states Tuesday, denoting which travelers need to quarantine for 14 days per Mayor Muriel Bowser’s order.
A scathing new report describes Metro’s rail operations center as a “toxic workplace” where employees are bullied, racially and sexually harassed, and told by managers to ignore authorities and operating procedures, creating chaos during!-->…
With an emergency boost of federal funding set to run out by the end of the year, the D.C. Metro system, which is reportedly losing millions of dollars a day, is beginning to plan for significant cost-saving measures, including the cutting!-->…
Demonstrators turned out in D.C.’s Malcolm X Park on Labor Day, rallying to remind everyone that the COVID-19 pandemic is especially hard on restaurant workers — some of whom are fearful of the health risks they are facing and the economic!-->…
When the coronavirus pandemic hit, one of its many follow-on effects was predicted to be a shortage of people to work the polls for November’s election.
One week into the academic year, the District’s school system is still struggling to meet its projected enrollment numbers and to deliver technology to some of its hardest-to-reach students. But teachers and parents also say that each day,!-->…
Something jumped out at me in the basement the other day. Usually it’s crickets that do that down there. This time it was a memory, a memory stirred by three tiny cardboard boxes.