You know, it’s getting to where I almost don’t care whether or not we get the million dollars in restitution back from Kilpatrick. Seriously. Just…I mean…just leave already. OK, Kwame? I mean DAMN… Look… do whatever it takes to keep him out of Detroit and out of Detroit headlines. For now and forevermore. And I [...]
True to their promise, Time magazine continues to crank out stories designed to shine an informative little light on our beloved city, exposing to the world all the relevant matters that affect this embattled community. Thanks to Time, the world will now know our full and complete story. The world will know why we matter. [...]
So according to a rather interesting column in the Detroit Free Press written by Rochelle Riley recently, it seems at least half of our incoming City Council members either already have their gun permits and are packing heat, or they are in the process of getting cleared to pack heat. Damn. OK, so maybe this [...]
I think Gary Brown said it best a few nights before receiving enough votes to become Detroit City Council’s President Pro Tem when he said, “I think our city council should be the most boring but effective city council this city has ever seen.” That’s somewhat of a paraphrase since I didn’t have my pen [...]
I say let ‘em strip. It’s been about a month since I saw any stories in the papers about the latest moral indignation uprising against strip clubs in Detroit, but last I heard the City Council was supposed to be debating whether or not to implement a crackdown. From what’s been reported, if the tightened [...]
The reflex action exhibited by a lot of Detroiters when Time magazine made the decision to camp out in our front yard and begin filing stories on our demise was shock, rage, horror, dismay. Etc. And while I do understand that reflex, because like most Detroiters I have grown bitterly accustomed to the onslaught of [...]
No, you’re right. Losing the 3-time WNBA championship woman’s basketball team the Detroit Shock to Tulsa, Oklahoma isn’t like we’re losing a real team. I mean hell, it’s only women’s basketball, right? Since when were women ever considered to be real athletes worth paying for or crying over? But hey, if we’d lost the Detroit [...]
I really don’t know why Smitty killed Lucky. I really don’t. My wife and I did everything we could to keep him from going over there, but no matter what we did, Smitty would always find a way to get back into the neighbor’s yard. He knew instinctively that there was always an opening somewhere, it was just a matter of testing the weaknesses until one of them gave way.
Any musician will tell you – hell, any artist of any sort will tell you – that love and passion are the only sources of fuel that will carry you through the swamps of this business and, if you’re lucky, to the other side. Not that there’s any guarantee of solid ground once you get to that other side but, well, progress is progress. The rest, as they say, is past tense.
From Fear of a Black Planet to Fear of a Black President. Chuck D. was a prophet? I was never much of a fan of rap, but when it came to Public Enemy, and a handful of other groups, I definitely made an exception. From an artistic/performance sensibility, I sincerely appreciated the fact that these [...]
