The Last Wranglers
By Rick Sherman
I can see my breath as I walk out to the corral, halter in hand, to catch my wrangle horse. There is...
Sidney 2.0: Dancing with Roughnecks and Other Thanks Yous
When in Sidney, do as the Sidneysiders do.
Should you venture into eastern Montana oil country, don’t leave without completing the following:
Walk into a solitary...
Culling in the Capital
By Masaki Nakagawa
First light has yet to peek over the top of Mount Helena as Mark Lerum, reserve officer for the Helena Police, pulls out...
Sidney 2.0: Montana’s Sin City
If you’ve been following this blog, you’ve seen our photos—my analysis of an oil boomtown. But what’s Sidney really like? Hear about it from...
News of the Wild: A Solution to Montana’s Wolf Problem
Okay folks, so a grey wolf was spotted running around in a field at the Kalispell Middle School in late February, and a man...
Culling in the Capital
By Masaki Nakagawa
First light has yet to peek over the top of Mount Helena as Mark Lerum, reserve officer for the Helena Police, pulls...
Boom Busters: Making Big Money at McDs?!
We heard McDonald’s was paying $20 an hour near the modern boom town, Sidney, Mont. — or was it $15... $18... $12?
MJR had a...
Sidney 2.0: The Town I Never Heard Of
As I type this post, I’m bouncing through turbulence on an airplane taking me 1,000 miles in the opposite direction from where I need to...
A White College Student on Environmental Racism
As I was walking to the Rocky Mountain Power Shift conference, I noticed a sign on the fence outside Jeanette Rankin Hall on the...
Strangers in Sidney: When a Small-town Reporter Strikes Big News
By Amy Sisk
Louisa Barber tapped her thumbs against the steering wheel to the beat of the song At Last as she crossed the Montana-North...
Standing Rock: Native journalists torn between passion and neutrality
Story by Jason Begay, photos by Olivia Vanni
See more of MJR's Standing Rock Coverage with this interactive web documentary.
Even if it weren’t for that...
Kiss and Tell
By Paul Queneau
“I hurryed down the hill, which was about 200 feet high and difficult of access, to gaze on this sublimely grand spectacle...