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Andrés Martinez
Andrés Martinez was named editorial page editor of the Los Angeles Times in September 2004. He is responsible for The Times' daily editorial pages.
Martinez had previously served as assistant editorial page editor and a member of the editorial board of The New York Times, and had been an editorial writer at the paper since 2000. He also was a 2004 Pulitzer Prize finalist for editorial writing. Prior to joining the New York Times, Martinez was an editorial writer at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette and a reporter at The Wall Street Journal.
He is the author of "24/7: Living It Up and Doubling Down in the New Las Vegas."
Before entering journalism, Martinez practiced communications law in Washington, D.C., and served as a law clerk for a federal district judge in Dallas.
A native of Mexico, Martinez earned a B.A. degree in history from Yale University in 1988, a M.A. degree in Russian history from Stanford University in 1989 and graduated from Columbia University Law School with a J.D. degree in 1992.
ANDRÉS MARTINEZ
Here's Looking at You, King
February 16, 2005
Ahmed Benchemsi had a playfully subversive thought: Why not publish the king's salary? It's his readers' taxes that pay for it, after all, and the sum -- approved by parliament -- is publicly available information. So TelQuel, the Moroccan newsweekly that Benchemsi publishes, ran a 12-page spread on the king's pay (roughly $50,000 a month) and his palace's staggering annual operating budget (about $270 million) in its first issue of the year.
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A Natural for the White House
February 9, 2005
Whew, I'm in the club. Even though I was born in Mexico, I can run for the presidency if this columnist gig doesn't work out. I called my mother over the weekend, just to make sure. Had she lived in the United States at least five years prior to my birth? Check. Were at least two of those years after she had attained the age of 14? Check. Want to send my exploratory committee its first contribution? No check.
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Let's Play Footbolshevik!
February 2, 2005
Growing up in Mexico, I would watch the National Football League with my friends. The game, we thought, distilled the good, the bad and the ugly of the colossus to the north -- the disciplined harnessing of raw power, those cheerleaders rooting on los Vaqueros de Dallas, the loopy fans going shirtless in the cold or waving biblical citations, the Barry Manilow halftime show at the Super Bowl.
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