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There s one more art opening this week; it s for the premier exhibit of the South Main Arts District s newest gallery, Universal Art Gallery. The show is Contemporary Masters, works by Johnice Parker, William Rasdell, and Arnold Thompson. The Memphis Redbirds play New Oleans tonight and play each day through Tuesday. There s a Cooper-Young Spring Fling today at First Congregational Church, with live music, a plant swap, and other activities. If you want to hang around a while, there s Art To Dine For at Tsunami, a fund-raiser for the Memphis Arts Festival. Earth Day Birthday at the Shell in Overton Park today and tomorrow features live music, guided hikes through the Old Forest, tai chi and falun gong deonstrations, and more. Tonight s annual Architects Midtown Rhythm & Blues Party at Askew Nixon Ferguson Architects features food, cocktails, and live music by Crash Into June, Papa Top s West Coast Turnaround, Billy Gibson & Pat Fusco, and Ashley Wieronski. There s the first annual Oyster Festival hosted by Dan McGuinness Pub in the parking lot across the street from the bar, with lots of oysters and live music by the Cooleys and the Sally Macs. And David Zollo is at the Hi-Tone.

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EARLY REACTION TO TASK-FORCE PLAN POSITIVE

Attending state House of Representatives Speaker Jimmy Naifeh’s annual ‘Coon Supper’ at Covington Country Club Thursday, Shelby County school board member Ann Edmiston and Board president David Pickler were still in a celebratory mood about a special task force’s proposal for reorganizing the relationship between city and county school systems.

The plan would allow for the creation of a special school district in Shelby County, single-source funding for both the county and city systems and the abandonment of the average-daily-attendance formula (much deplored by county commission candidates in suburban districts this year) that mandates three dollars to the city schools for every dollar spent in the county on school construction.

Under the proposal, city schools would get new funding for “at-risk” students and a lower property-tax rate (the county’s would rise)

The proposal by the task force, organized by Memphis Mayor Willie Herenton with membership from both the private and public sectors, is regarded as preparing the way for a possible general consolidation of city and county governments later on.

The plan received guarded statements of approval Thursday night from candidates for county mayor at a forum at the Jewish Community Center.

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Regionalism and the Ring

It may not be exactly what politicians and the chamber of commerce had in mind, but the Tyson-Lewis fight at The Pyramid shapes up as a prime example of four very different Mid-South cities joining forces for a common cause in a unique case of regionalism.

Memphis will host the fight and get most of the ink and a big boost to its hotels and restaurants. But it couldn’t happen without some influential neighbors in Nashville, Tunica, and, of all places, Dyersburg.

Tunica casinos will be the training camps for the fighters and entertain thousands of visitors and media. Fitzgeralds Casino announced this week that Mike Tyson will stay there. Lennox Lewis will set up camp at Sam’s Town.

Fight promoter Brian Young of Prize Fight Boxing is based in Nashville.

And now Dyersburg, the town 90 miles north of Memphis that was once known as “Little Chicago” for its wide-open ways, has gotten into the game. When First Tennessee Bank declined to issue a letter of credit for the $12.5 million site fee last month because of concerns about Tyson’s image, it was widely reported that another unnamed bank stepped in to take its place. Other reports referred only to unnamed West Tennessee investors.

The Flyer has learned from sources that the letter of credit for the site fee is being issued by an investment vehicle arranged by businessmen in Dyersburg, Memphis, and Tunica. The group includes highway contractor John Ford of Ford Construction in Dyersburg as well as others.

Ford is on First Tennessee’s advisory board in Dyersburg, according to a bank spokesman. Ford Construction has political connections to Nashville. Retiring state Rep. Ronnie Cole (D-Dyersburg), who has served in the General Assembly for 10 years, is vice president of the company. Contacted this week by the Flyer, Cole said he had heard “street talk” about Dyersburg businessmen backing the letter of credit, but he would not comment further.

Efforts to speak to Ford Monday and Tuesday were unsuccessful.

The fight financiers have tried to remain anonymous, and promoters have tried to protect them. Russ Young, brother of Brian Young of Prize Fight Boxing, said the letter of credit is “controversial” and the identity of the people behind it “is really nobody’s business.” Privacy is something the highway industry also takes seriously. In 1996, the Tennessee Roadbuilders Association got Cole to introduce legislation that would have restricted public access to financial records that contractors file with the state. Governor Sundquist vetoed it.

But controversy is no excuse for secrecy in this case, and it’s surprising that the media have played along for three weeks. After being spurned by Las Vegas, New York, Atlanta, and Nashville, Mike Tyson wound up in the arms of Memphis, thanks to promoters and Mayor Willie Herenton. There were no public hearings of any kind. The fight was a rumor one day, a done deal a few weeks later. In contrast, that other controversial local sports story, the new NBA arena, has been publicly vetted for a year.

For better or worse, Memphis will be the center of the sports world on June 8th. The fight will tie up downtown for the better part of a weekend, require the city to deploy hundreds of police officers and spend an untold amount of money on preparations and security, and, in the minds of many citizens, subject Memphis to international scorn and ridicule.

It could not have happened without the promoters and casinos, who stand to make millions. The promotion could not have happened without the issuers of the letter of credit, who also stand to make a handsome return on their bet. The letter of credit is controversial enough that Ralph Horn, the CEO of First Tennessee Bank, took considerable pains to publicly explain the bank’s decision not to issue it.

If that isn’t public business, then what is?

Because big-time prizefights are unusual in this part of the world, the term “site fee” is sometimes misunderstood. It is not paid either by or for the benefit of Memphis or The Pyramid. Alan Freeman, general manager of The Pyramid, likened it to a talent guarantee in the concert-promotion business.

“The investor makes a guarantee to the promoters of X amount of moneys to come from the live site, The Pyramid,” said Freeman. “What he gets for making that is a portion of the excess, if any.”

The Pyramid’s contract is with Prize Fight Boxing even though it is not the investor. Declining to discuss specifics, Freeman said Prize Fight Boxing may have a joint venture with the investors.

The Dyersburg connection highlights the extent to which Memphis is either a lucky or unlucky host of the high-stakes, controversial fight due to the machinations of outsiders. Even with the efforts of Herenton and Freeman, Memphis couldn’t have done it alone.

Tunica provides an additional 5,000 hotel rooms, gambling, and glitz.

Nashville’s unheralded Prize Fight Boxing has proven to be an able promoter, delivering a fight that many writers in the national media still think will be postponed or turn into a fiasco.

And Dyersburg came up with the money when Memphis, home to three major independent banks, did not.

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On Hold

Emergency notification system contract lapses.

By Janel Davis

The contract agreement for maintaining the emergency notification system (ENS) in North Memphis is in limbo after a December 31, 2001, lapse in payment. The system is used to alert 2,300 households in the Douglass Bungalow Crump area of impending danger from industrial accidents.

Service bureau fees of $4,000 and technical support, maintenance, and mapping identification fees of $11,845 have been paid by the Local Emergency Planning Committee (LEPC). Glen Mohler, LEPC chairman, says a small group has been formed to determine whether or not they will renegotiate the agreement. “LEPC is a non-funded organization and not the type to fund this,” says Mohler. “If it’s this expensive [to keep], we may need to consider another company or another system.”

The system is operated by Dialogic Communications Corporation of Franklin, Tennessee. Dialogic provides The Communicator!, an automated telephone tree, which calls homes in a certain area with alerts or instructions during emergency situations. The 200 phone lines, based in Franklin, are used as a backup for the 20-line system which the company installed at the Memphis/Shelby County Emergency Management Agency (EMA).

The system is a secondary emergency notification instrument, voluntarily purchased in 1999 by 17 Shelby County chemical plants for the EMA. Ron Ridings, who was LEPC chairman at the time of purchase, says the system originally cost $65,000. Now the LEPC must determine if they or the EMA will continue paying the fees.

“[Dialogic] also wanted to raise the $4,000 fee to $7,000-$8,000,” says Ridings.

Monica Dawson, Dialogic contract manager, denies the increase.

“The service bureau fee has always been the same. I am not sure which service they are going to renew, but the increase would be for extra services not currently a part of the contract. The only increase is a 3 percent yearly installation fee.”

According to Dialogic, the lapse equates to a loss of system maintenance services. Until an agreement is reinstated, services would be paid on a “pay-as-you-go” basis.

“The system is still fully operational,” says Dawson. “If something were to happen today and we got a call from Memphis to send out emergency information, the calls would still go out.”

The effectiveness of the secondary notification system has been questioned since its implementation.

“This system has been discussed several times before at community meetings,” says Rita Harris of the Sierra Club. “The system has never worked correctly. Even on the test date residents didn’t receive a call.”

Ridings admits that the first test was a failure but says that later tests were successful.

Ridings also says the notification system has never been used in an actual emergency situation. In February 2001, when a Velsicol tank erupted, the system was not used, causing more criticism. But Ridings says the chemicals were not hazardous.

“This [system] is turning into something to be criticized, but this is actually a voluntary notification. There are still some kinks, but we’re working on it,” he says. In fact, he says the South Memphis Alliance Group has inquired about implementing the system in their neighborhoods.

“I hope that maybe as [federal] Homeland Security moneys get filtered down the pipe, they can be considered to fund this,” says Mohler.

At press time, calls to Memphis/Shelby County EMA Planning Officer Joe Lowry had not been returned.


Training In Tunica

Boxers to set up training camps at Fitzgeralds, Sam’s Town.

By Rebekah Gleaves

The rumors have been confirmed: Fitzgeralds Casino in Tunica will host Mike Tyson and his training camp, and Sam’s Town casino will host heavyweight champion Lennox Lewis. The boxers will meet June 8th in The Pyramid.

“My owner, Don Barden, challenged me with the task of making sure the next heavyweight champion would be working out here. I think I’ve accomplished that,” jokes Domenic Mezetta, vice president and general manager for Fitzgeralds Tunica Casino.

Representatives from Fitzgeralds, Sam’s Town, the Tunica Convention and Visitors Bureau, and fight promoter Brian Young announced the decision on the training camps Tuesday, April 16th, in a press conference at Fitzgeralds.

“It was an easy choice on these casinos,” says Young. “Fitzgeralds made us a tremendous offer. We were so impressed with them. We didn’t feel there was any place better suited.”

Mezetta claims there was no truth to the rumor that Fitzgeralds was the only casino willing to host Tyson’s camp, saying, “There were other people who wanted him too.”

He says Tyson is expected to arrive on June 1st and will stay at Fitzgeralds until June 9th. Mezetta also says that there will be at least one public and one media workout scheduled but does not know the dates or how tickets will be handled. With a capacity of only 500-700 spectators in the training area, Mezetta anticipates that the viewing audience will have to rotate for everyone to watch.

The training camp is expected to begin June 1st with the dates and times of public workouts to be announced at a later date.

Rick White, Sam’s Town director of marketing, says that he ranks the upcoming Lewis/Tyson fight in the same category as the legendary Muhammad Ali/George Foreman match.

“Here you have two fighters who have been there — have knocked out the best in the world. There are two champions at work here,” says White.

Young says that the undercard fighters have not yet been decided but that they and their camps will likely be housed at some of Tunica’s other casinos.


Bound For Italy

Rhodes invited to international theater festival.

By Chris Davis

A group of student actors from Rhodes College will reprise last season’s production of Iphigenia and Other Daughters for the Arezzo Teatro international festival in Tuscany, Italy. They are one of only three American companies invited to the festival.

“We were asked to apply,” says director, Rhodes alum, and visiting faculty member Brad Shelton, “and we did, and that was that.” Shelton says he thinks having worked on a successful professional version of the show in Chicago prior to directing the equally well-received production at Rhodes was a key factor in being chosen for the festival.

“We sent a copy of a review from the Chicago production,” Shelton says, “as well as the review from the Flyer as part of the package. And they invited us to come.”

The other American companies chosen for the festival include groups from the University of Texas and Mount Holyoke College. They will share the stage with notable European companies, including the Beckett Institute of Dublin..

Iphigenia and Other Daughters is by classical revisionist Ellen McLaughlin, whose newest play, Helen, opened in New York this week under the direction of Angels in America author Tony Kushner. Shelton says the play is about exploring the role of women in a male-dominated society.

“The issue is one that interests me even more now, given the situation in the Middle East,” Shelton says. “I’m also interested in seeing how it plays in Italy, another male-dominated society.”

The Rhodes performance is slated for May 24th.


Stuck In Neutral

School board delays vote on bus contract.

By Mary Cashiola

As an investigation continued into the city schools’ bus services, a proposed transportation contract was scuttled by the city schools board at its most recent meeting.

With a group from Laidlaw Transit, the system’s bus-services provider, in the audience, school superintendent Johnnie B. Watson withdrew the proposed contract from the table after concerns were raised by the board. Commissioner Wanda Halbert, for one, was worried that the transportation services had not used a fair bidding process.

In February, amid allegations of collusion, Watson asked internal auditor Waldon Gooch to investigate the transportation division’s activities from April 3, 2000, to February 15, 2002, mostly as they related to Laidlaw. Watson asked that any information uncovered that appeared to be unlawful be forwarded directly to the attorney general. Any other information was to be presented to the board.

Last week, Gooch told the Flyer that his investigation was ongoing and his report would not be ready for a few weeks.

After Watson told the board he could not get them a completed investigation by the next board meeting on May 6th, the commissioners asked for a preliminary report before they voted on the contract.

“Let’s be realistic,” said board president Michael Hooks Jr. “There is already a public perception of the issue. Isn’t it best to get some type of feedback on the validity of the charges before moving forward? It’s been over a month. Somebody has to know something.”

The proposed negotiated contract with Laidlaw would be for two years, with the opportunity to renew the contract for three one-year terms. The agreement eliminated any shared-savings clause and included an incentive/penalty program based on the transportation company’s performance. The current contract, dated July 1997, expires June of this year.

The school district never sent out a request for proposal (RFP) asking other companies to bid for the services. Instead, an interdepartmental memo from the transportation office dated January 2001 said the decision had been made to renegotiate with Laidlaw versus putting out an RFP. It did not say who made that decision or when it was made.

At Monday night’s meeting, Halbert brought up a policy which would seem to make an RFP necessary, only to be told that transportation services fell under the term “professional services” and thereby did not have to be bid out. The commissioner also proposed a motion to extend the current contract for one year instead of signing an entirely new contract. Instead, Watson pulled the item for review.

“This superintendent did not like the former contract with Laidlaw,” said Watson. “In his opinion, it was not a good contract.”

Before Watson took the contract off the table, Commissioner Hubon Sandridge wanted to go ahead and approve the proposal without the results of the investigation.

“I’ve been around a long time,” said Sandridge. “I know we’re going to have [Laidlaw] do it. I don’t know why we’re going through all this.”

Commissioners asked that when the new contract comes before them it be accompanied by a copy of the actual contract, an explanation of professional services, and an update into the investigation.

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Signs Of Life

Carbon14 is a tiny, design-oriented advertising agency that has dominated the Memphis Advertising Federation Awards (Addys) for the past two years. Formed from three previously existing companies — Combustion Design, Sideshow Media, and the Stinson Liles Group — at the end of 2000 Carbon14 has quickly moved from relative obscurity to become one of the most recognized agencies in town. So what’s their secret?

Thinking small.

In 2000, the digital revolution was still in full swing and Web-based businesses were still considered “way cool.” Nike’s successful “Just do it” campaign became a gold standard. Advertising dollars flowed like top-shelf martinis as agencies of every stripe and size expanded and hustled to stay ahead of the tech explosion by developing increasingly complex — and expensive — Web divisions.

Two years later, that’s all ancient history. Carbon14 experienced only one quarter of boom-time before the economy cooled, taking much of the advertising business with it.

Advertising Age reported in December 2001 that 17,800 ad-related jobs had been eliminated in the previous year. At the beginning of 2002, industry reports called 2001 the worst year for advertising revenues since the stock-market crash of 1929.

The founders of Carbon14 seemingly had picked the worst possible time to establish a new agency. But while larger agencies were forced to cut back and regroup, Carbon14 managed to hang on and prosper. By concentrating on excellent design, they began to build a reputation while carving a niche that could serve as a model for other young companies beset by the current recession.

As the late Ken Sossaman, founder of Sossaman and Associates, said when he accepted the Silver Medal for Lifetime Achievement from the Memphis Advertising Federation in January 2002: “After the year we’ve had, I think anyone left standing should get one of these.”

His comments were greeted with a silent (or, perhaps, not so silent) round of “Amens.” Sossaman’s 15-year-old agency was just one of several forced to cut back on staff in the past year. Oden Marketing experienced the first layoffs in that agency’s 31-year history. Good Advertising likewise saw cuts in personnel, as did Thompson & Company and O’Connor Kenny, to name only a few.

“[Last year] was a dreadful year for our industry,” says Archer/Malmo president Russ Williams. A/M, Memphis’ oldest and largest agency, was fortunate enough not to experience layoffs or hiring freezes during the recent economic downturn. “We were insulated from the downturn for three reasons,” Williamssays. “First, most of our clients remained quite healthy despite the economy. Second, our business-development efforts yielded enough new business to offset any impact. Finally, we did not get caught up in the dot boom, so we didn’t have to worry about the dot bomb.”

For the most part, local companies that were similarly insulated have also performed well in spite of the market. Some, Carpenter/Sullivan, for example, which recently expanded into a new downtown office space, have even grown in the midst of recession. Since most of its clients were not tech-oriented, most were not drastically hurt by the economy.

“We saw a significant increase in revenues generated from increased spending by our existing clients and some exciting new business wins,” says C/S principal Brian Sullivan of his group’s relative prosperity in otherwise hard times. “Our clients understand the return on investment they can get from effective communication with employees, clients, and prospects.They also understand you can’t save your way out of a downturn.”

Even given the relative success of these agencies, Carbon14’s emergence from the pack is still phenomenal. In 2001, the group took home 43 gold Addys (out of 86), including Best of Show. This year, the young agency was again clearly the evening’s biggest winner with 33 golds and another Best of Show.

The Addys, as Carbon14 principal Billy Riley quickly points out, are judged primarily on aesthetics and do not necessarily reflect any extraordinary impact on the market.

The awards do serve a purpose though. They confirm what appears to be the young agency’s fundamental belief: “Find out what you are and be it,” says principal Stinson Liles. “Be it unashamedly. If you try to be everything to everybody, you end up being nothing to nobody. If you are the small guy, be the small guy. If you are cool and high-tech, be that. If you have a generic message that you think appeals to all people, it ends up just being crickets chirping.”

As metaphysical as it may sound, this credo may well be the reason why the new agency fared so well while ad spending went sliding downhill.

With a roster of 12 employees, only one of whom is responsible for anything other than creative output, Carbon14 is clearly the small guy in this picture. And unabashedly so.

“Getting lean early and staying that way is a lot more powerful than being in the hole and having to make drastic cuts,” says principal Martin Wilford. “Fortunately, when the recession hit, we weren’t in the middle of subsidizing an expansion or paying for an Internet division. Such have been the great advantages of arriving at the end of a boom era, rather than the beginning or middle.”

“But running a business in a down economy? We didn’t even know what that was, what it felt like, or what it meant,” says Liles. “As far as we were concerned, the economy always grew.”

The principals at Carbon14 give abundant thanks to their elders, notably the late Ken Sossaman, Dan Conaway at Conaway Brown, Thompson & Company’s founder Michael Thompson, and various others at Archer/Malmo for setting the basic business standards that have helped guide them through tight spots. But they stress that their agency’s smallness is more a matter of choice than circumstance.

“We were lucky,” Riley says, “because that was kind of our philosophy anyway. We were rooted in the sense that if you stay small you do better work.” It also means there are some accounts you can pretty much write off.

“We will never get First Tennessee as an account,” he adds. “Not that we wouldn’t want it, but we would have to triple our staff just to service an account like that. And that’s not what we want to do.”

What do they want to do? Help others do what Carbon14 has done for itself, of course: to become who they are and to be that unashamedly. Being small-minded, so to speak, the agency tries to focus on the smallest components first: product and packaging.

“Most agencies try to get you to do TV, print ads,” Wilford says, “in order to drive people to where the product is. We love the idea of starting with the product, making it just a knockout on the shelf. Then [we ask what] we can do to the shelf itself or the area around the shelf. Then, if there is more money, we’ll do some ads. So you work in concentric circles outward from the product.”

“If you’ve only got 15 grand to spend extra,” Liles says, “that’s nothing, a drop in the bucket. But you can geta package redesign for that. And that’s going to make the product jump.”

On the subject of products that jump, the Graceland bilboard campaign is certainly the most visible example of Carbon14’s obsession with the subtleties of identity. It is another example of how well a small, focused group can perform for a client. Carbon14 encouraged everyone on staff to take a crack at developing a campaign. Designers took a shot at copy writing, and copywriters offered design concepts. A kind of competitive spirit took over, resulting in 35 potential billboards. The only thread connecting the individual efforts was reverence for the subject at hand.

“The sort of people who have a real firsthand memory of Elvis and what Elvis was all about are getting older and moving out of the marketing base and the tourist base,” says Liles. “Now you’ve got to sell this young audience on Elvis. But you can’t just trot out a 1970s jumpsuit and make fun of it. So we worked for a long time to try to find this mystical way to get our hands around what Elvis was all about.”

“There are all these ways to say how cool Elvis is without mentioning fried peanut-butter sandwiches,” Riley adds. “And we wanted to make that clear. So Elvis Presley Enterprises trusted us immediately.”

The results were provocative — and effective: “See what Elvis didn’t give away,” one ad read, an homage to the King’s fabled generosity. Another pair of billboards worked together, one with images of Elvis seen only from the waist up and the teaser: “See what the censors were afraid to show.” The second board is all pelvis.

A billboard for the Heartbreak Hotel proclaims: “Stay any closer to Graceland and you’ll be trespassing.” It’s a sincere campaign that only once veers toward schmaltzy, with the phrase “Elvis will never leave this building.”

“[This kind of reverent sincerity] is coming back now,” says Liles, admitting that when the economy was strong, too much advertising had become ironic or, at the very least, clever to a fault. “It’s part of this whole notion of [an agency’s] accountability. At the end of the day, a campaign has to work. Budgets are so tight and there is really no choice.”

In archaeological terms, Carbon14 is the organic matter that is left when everything else is gone. As Riley says, “It’s evidence of life itself.” It appears that Carbon14 is here for the duration. Unlike some of Memphis’ larger and mid-sized firms, the course Carbon14 has charted seems resilient enough to weather the current economic dip unscathed. The boatload of Addys they have won in the last two years speaks well for the company’s craftsmanship. By remaining as small as possible and chipping away at pieces of the market, Carbon14 and similarly small agencies may even have a bit of an edge if the economy remains sketchy.

“What’s happening in the industry nationwide is this whole concept of unbundling,” Liles says. “People aren’t going to full-service agencies for design and advertising and PR and direct mail and Internet and all that stuff like they did before. Rather, they are looking at who might help me with this and who might help me with that.” Liles believes that “this and that” are exactly the sorts of services his company can best provide.

“Carbon14 is doing excellent work and they deserve the recognition they have achieved,” says Russ Williams. “[While] pure creativity may not be the only component to effective marketing, it is one of the most important. At the end of the day, the most successful agencies are generally the ones that deliver the best creative.”

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Taking Stock

Stock-market investors are big boys and girls, but that doesn’t excuse the deception of the people who mislead them.

The state attorney general in New York is going after Merrill Lynch and other brokerage firms that mixed stock analysis with investment banking to the detriment of the former. The A.G. released some e-mails that showed analysts bluntly characterizing overblown companies as “crap.”

Now they tell us.

This isn’t a faraway Wall Street story for high-rollers only. It should concern everyone who has money in a mutual fund or retirement account. Chances are, there is, or was, some “crap” in your account that dragged down performance the last two years.

Of course, nobody makes fools part with their money to buy, say, Yahoo at $200 a share or Enron at $60 or Cisco Systems at $100. Investor greed is partly at fault. But the brokerage industry’s defense that analysts should be absolved from all blame because investors are free agents doesn’t wash. It is reminiscent of the tobacco companies’ defense after its years of portraying smoking as glamorous.

One Merrill Lynch tech-stock analyst made $12 million touting companies that Merrill Lynch financed, earning fat fees. A few guilt-stricken analysts apparently finally had enough of seeing investors get screwed, and they are working with the investigators now. Good for them.

The brokerage industry and its defenders say disclosure is adequate remedy. As practitioners of the disclosure business ourselves, we know its virtues and its limitations. There is nothing like an official investigation with subpoenas to run the rogues off the street and to get to the heart of the matter.

The New York A.G.’s action is a proper follow-up to the bursting of the technology bubble. Just call it more disclosure. But instead of being in the fine print, this time it’s in the headlines, where it should be.

Taking Pride

Though we have learned not to bask too much in momentary good feeling, we also know better than to repress a moment’s satisfaction. And we, as local chauvinists and as sports enthusiasts, are having such a moment.

For all the sag and drag of their late season, the University of Memphis Tigers, under John Calipari, turned things around and brought home a national championship. (And let no one disparage the N.I.T.; the final is played in Madison Square Garden, isn’t it?)

And despite the occasional fourth-quarter fadeout, the NBA Grizzlies provided some electric moments as well in their initial Memphis season, not to mention giving us a glimpse of a promising future in the form of phenoms Shane Battier and consensus Rookie of the Year Pau Gasol.

We would advise those still fretting over the forthcoming presence of the notorious Mike Tyson (some of this concern is well-placed, some of it is merely public piety) that we have found the silver lining. The offender is almost certain to have his tub thumped, as has happened to him previously when paired with a turned-on fighter with the same kind of height and reach advantage that champion Lennox Lewis, no slouch by anybody’s standard, will have.

Face it, Memphis-bashers. Glory in it, Memphians. It’s a done deal. Our city is already a big-league town.

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Busting Rhymes

Tomorrow morning some poet may, like Byron, wake up to find himself famous — for having written a novel, for having killed his wife; it will not be for having written a poem.

— Randall Jarrell

April is the cruelest month,” T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land begins, and so begins poet Charles Bernstein’s essay “Against National Poetry Month As Such.” In that essay, Bernstein laments the annual ritual of dragging poets into the spotlight in order to be humiliated by claims that “their products have not achieved sufficient market penetration and must be revived … lest the art form collapse from its own incompetence, irrelevance.” The resulting message to America: a degrading “Poetry’s not so bad, really.”

Mary Leader, a poet who teaches at the University of Memphis, sympathizes with Bernstein’s despair at what she calls this month’s “Poetry is for everyone! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!” campaign. “I don’t take the point that anyone who can read, can read poetry. But I do think that it has in common with very deep art forms an appeal that people may not be able to explain,” says Leader.

It’s an appeal actively highlighted by the Academy of American Poets, which boasts on its Web site (without any real evidence) that since National Poetry Month’s inception in April 1996, the initiative “has grown exponentially, with an estimated audience that now reaches into the tens of millions.”

And, truly, former poet laureate Robert Pinsky did much to give validity to the claim. His popular “Favorite Poem Project” sent the message that everyone — your baker, your garbage collector, even your first lady — has a favorite poem. The project is an archive of short documentary-style film clips where “ordinary” and “extraordinary” people are shown discussing and reciting their favorite poems. Though the project didn’t uncover a secret America with an unbridled enthusiasm for poetry, it did give the sense that poetry was still hanging around in some important, if neglected, corners of our consciousness.

But here in Memphis (like the rest of America), April is merely the month our taxes are due. There isn’t a lot of talk about poetry on the local evening news or around the office water cooler, but there are weekly open-mics at many of the local coffee shops, where people pull poems out of their back pockets and their laptops. In a world where literary magazines die almost as quickly as they’re born, the fact that one of our own, River City, is getting ready to celebrate its 25th anniversary with a special “Elvis” issue in May is something for Memphis to be proud of.

But poems have not, despite Maya Angelou’s new greeting-card line and Jewel’s lyric efforts, achieved any market penetration to speak of. And in all fairness, there are so many thousands of bad poems out there, who knows where to begin to find the good ones? Certainly not at our local super-bookstore chains, where maybe one measly shelf offers (at best) only the broadest sampling of dead poets (including Jim Morrison) and a handful of contemporaries who have managed to land a Pulitzer or a National Book Award (or record deal). And who can blame the stores? Selling poetry is no way to run a business. If the industry were really only interested in selling poems, they would print them on toilet paper.

“In this country, we tend to measure things census-style, and numbers are not the only way to measure the impact of something,” says Leader, who offers, half-jokingly, a “trickle-down poetics” based on the idea that when language changes, the world changes.

According to Leader, “There is no one who is engaged as intensively at changing language, in pushing language, in refining language — nobody labors in that field exclusively, except for poets and possibly lawyers.”

“It’s not a bad thing to suggest that people read poems,” says Little Rock-based poet Ralph Burns, who just stepped down as editor-in-chief of Crazyhorse, a renowned literary magazine started in California in 1960 by Tom McGrath. (For the inaugural issue, McGrath wrote a manifesto that laid out the type of poetry the magazine would publish: “Crazyhorse will gentle its own mustangs and stomp its own snakes, and we aren’t interested in either the shrunken trophies of the academic head hunters nor in those mammoth cod-pieces stuffed with falsies, the primitive invention of the Nouveau Beat.”)

“It’s not because it’s spinach and it’s good for you that you should learn your Tennyson the same way you should take your vitamin A,” says Leader, “but because it’s a vital art form. And because in the hands of its best makers, it makes an object of art that cannot be made any other way.”

For more information on National Poetry Month and a more comprehensive selection of poetry, go to the Academy of American Poets Web site at www.poets.org. Robert Pinsky’s Favorite Poem Project can be accessed at www.favoritepoem.org. River City can be purchased at local bookstores. For more information on Crazyhorse, send a self-addressed stamped envelope to Crazyhorse, Department of English, College of Charleston, Charleston, SC 29424.

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Historically Modern

Modern architecture, the capital “M” kind, is now historic. “Modern” buildings can be considered for the National Register of Historic Places because they are more than 50 years old. Modernism, also known as the International Style, touted the development of universally valid forms with no connection to the decadent styles and outmoded materials of the past. The movement flourished from the early 20th century until about 1960. Though hailed by avant-garde architects and intellectuals as the panacea for society’s ills, Modern architecture was never a big hit with the general public, its intended beneficiary. Despite its resounding unpopularity, Modernism remained the darling of architects for many years.

In 1952, Memphis architects Lucian M. Dent and Alfred L. Aydelott built an office for their firm; a Memphis Press-Scimitar article described it as “a one-story office building of extremely modern design.” Aydelott used his considerable influence at city hall to get a variance to build the office in a residential area. The site on Peabody was just down the street from Mayor E.H. Crump’s Colonial Revival house.

Dent and Aydelott seemed to be a partnership of diametrically opposed architectural philosophies. Dent, involved in restoring Colonial Williamsburg, usually worked in a Classical and Colonial vocabulary. Aydelott was an early and devoted proponent of Modernism. The design they produced for their office melds the stylistic influences of both partners.

The site is bounded by garden walls which accentuate the corner location while screening the building from view. Both the office and the garden walls are brick. A serpentine wall along Florence Street was undoubtedly influenced by Thomas Jefferson’s design for the garden walls at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville. But the undulating wall also strongly resembles swoopy ’40s and ’50s designs, such as kidney-shaped swimming pools, boomerang-patterned Formica, the golden arches of McDonald’s, and New York’s Guggenheim Museum. The almost-circular end of the wall forms a garden court at the entrance. The front door is sheltered by a deep roof overhang and partially enclosed by a high brick wall perpendicular to Peabody Avenue.

The interior spaces achieve the Modern ideal of integration with the outdoors: Full-height glass walls provide protection from the weather but no visual separation from the surrounding gardens. Dark terrazzo floors with their patterns of tiny stones emphasize the connection of interior and exterior spaces and materials.

Although built as an office and studio, this dynamic composition offers exceptional flexibility in its potential uses. The original office reception area functions well as a residential entry hall. The conference room, with two glass walls and one wall of long, narrow Roman bricks of a type favored by Frank Lloyd Wright, makes a splendid living room or home office. The large kitchen is minimally equipped but has plenty of room for more appliances, storage, and work areas. It “borrows” a garden view through a breakfast room/pantry room across the corridor that was the architects’ blueprint room. Three rooms that were partners’ offices would work equally well as bedrooms with full-width, ribbon windows.

The drafting room, a 30-by-50-foot space with wall-to-wall, 15-foot-tall, north-facing windows and a clerestory on the south side, could be an artist’s studio, a home theater, an exercise room, or open-plan office for six to eight people. It has fabulous light, a pleasant view of a quiet residential street, and a door that opens into the garden.

Dent and Aydelott’s office, although half a century old, offers a dramatic setting for a home, an office, a studio, or a combination of those functions, affirming the Modernists’ belief in the enduring value of flexible, “universal” design.

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Postscript

An Opposing View

To the Editor:

Regarding Neta Golan’s opinion piece (Viewpoint, April 11th issue): The only difference between a terrorist who straps explosives around his body to kill innocent civilians and terrorists who hijack airliners to kill innocent civilians is one of degree, not one of kind.

President Bush was right to order the U.S. military to Afghanistan to root out al-Qaeda terrorists and to dismantle the Taliban government that gave them refuge. And Prime Minister Sharon was also right to order the Israeli defense forces into Palestinian towns to root out terrorists and to dismantle the Palestinian Authority that gives them refuge.

Arafat’s ties to terrorism go back to the 1972 Munich Olympics and the murder of innocent Israeli athletes. He has continued to finance and promote terrorist activities ever since. The government of Israel under Ehud Barak offered peace to Arafat, but Arafat is not willing to make peace. He pretends to want peace while his true aim is to eradicate the state of Israel.

We have no quarrel with The Memphis Flyer‘s publication of the piece by Golan. However, we ask that you also provide your readers with the opposing view. We suggest an article by Nitsan Alon titled “Why Israel’s Mission Must Continue,” which appeared in the April 12th issue of The New York Times.

Harold and Margie Steinberg

Memphis

Not “Abandoned”

To the Editor:

I would like to make a correction to the article “Death In the Old Forest” by Andrew Wilkins (April 11th issue). The article says: “Cary Holladay, who handles public relations for Park Services, says the picnic pavilion renovation was abandoned after the contractor went out of business. A new contractor has been found, she says, and the project will start up again this month.”

I object to the word “abandoned.” I never stated or implied that. The renovation project has been delayed but never abandoned. At no time did the Division of Park Services abandon the project. When the contractor went out of business, the city took steps to secure another contractor to complete the work.

Cary Holladay

Public Affairs Manager

City of Memphis Division of Park Services

Grizzlies Redux

To the Editor:

I am from the Chicago area originally and have been in Memphis 17 years. I have lived in 11 states, mostly in the Eastern half of the United States. I am amazed at the things that go on in Memphis!

Why does this city refuse to support national teams of any kind? Can you people not see the forest for the trees? Do you not see that spending a little money will reap major monetary rewards for this city? Think about the jobs, the tourist spending that will be brought to our city. Think about the pride in having an NBA team in Memphis.

I sincerely hope that “the few” will not spoil things for everyone. I have totally enjoyed the experience of having an NBA team in Memphis. I am a season-ticket holder and have even traveled to Indianapolis to see them play the Pacers. Our team is young and struggling right now, but they have enormous potential. Please, Memphis, stand behind this team. Don’t show the country (again) what a small-town attitude you have. There is a great big world out there. Why not sample some of it!

Judy Adams

Memphis

To the Editor:

The letter from Mr. Rosenblum (April 11th issue) was heart-warming. Goodness. Two professional basketball players sucking up to a couple of kids! How nice! Those kids need to enjoy it now, because they will be paying off the debt for the arena for many years to come.

The average actual fan — about 13,000 at each Grizzlies game — should be billed for the approximately $550 million arena cost (including interest costs added to the $250 million) over 30 years. That comes to a bit over $42,000 per fan. I think we should demand it up front as they enter The Pyramid for games. Why should the rest of us have to pay for their share of this sport?

How sad that Rosenblum apparently really believes that silly adage “If we act like a major-league city, we will become a major-league city.” I say put the $550 million of taxpayer money into education, which this area so desperately needs.

Andrew L. Barksdale

Germantown

To the Editor:

I am a proud Grizzlies season-ticket holder. When The Pyramid was built downtown, I vowed never to attend one function there. Who wanted to go there, to be robbed, get ripped off for parking, fight the traffic?

Enter the Memphis Grizzlies. I couldn’t wait for the next game to make that 18-minute drive downtown, to be treated like royalty by the Grizzlies’ staff, the dedicated employees at The Pryamid, and, yes, the dedicated officers of the Memphis Police Department, who finally figured out how to make traffic flow smoothly to and from The Pyramid!

It’s time for Memphis to stop sweating the small stuff. This city is ready to move forward and join the real world.

Tommy Williams

Bartlett

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Film Features Film/TV

For God’s Sake

Frailty, the mostly impressive directorial debut from cult-favorite actor Bill Paxton (A Simple Plan, One False Move, and forever remembered as the asshole older brother Chet in the otherwise forgettable Weird Science), cuts against the grain of most modern, multiplex horror films, relying more on atmosphere than on gore and being more grave than groovy, more Sixth Sense than Scream. In other words, it’s a horror film geared toward literate adults. In this manner, it also has a lot in common with Guillermo del Toro’s recent Spanish import, The Devil’s Backbone, which also found the locus of horror in the mundane acts of men and undercut its supernatural sheen with a pointed political and historical subtext.

The film begins, after an opening credit scroll of background-providing newspaper clippings, with an X-Files-like title insertion introducing an FBI office in Dallas. A young man calling himself Fenton Meiks (Matthew McConaughey) has driven a stolen ambulance late at night to the mostly deserted office building, insisting that he speak to the agent (Powers Boothe) in charge of investigating a serial murder case known as the “God’s hand” killings. Meiks tells the skeptical agent that he knows who the killer is and begins to relay his story, with most of the film told as a flashback. This creepy framing device gives the Southern gothic horror film an appropriate “campfire ghost story” ambience.

Fenton’s childhood at first seems perfectly normal. He and younger brother Adam (Jeremy Sumpter) live in an old caretaker’s house behind the town rose garden with their aw-shucks mechanic dad (Paxton). The kids’ mother died giving birth to Adam, and now the three live together in what Paxton shows as a hypernormal world. When dad comes home from work, 12-year-old Fenton (played by Matt O’Leary in one of the most convincing child performances in recent memory) already has dinner on the table, and the family atmosphere is warm, loving, and relaxed.

But the family’s world is shaken when dad wakes the boys in the middle of the night and tells them, very matter-of-factly, that he has been visited by an angel and that the family’s mission in life from here on out is to “destroy demons,” these demons masquerading as regular people, with a list of names provided to dad by the angels. The children are then swept into a series of abductions and murders of, as a horrified Fenton knows, innocent people, though his younger brother, more devout and eager to please his father, embraces the task.

Paxton’s direction here is sure-handed and occasionally inspired. This lean, arty thriller abjures unnecessary gore (though this doesn’t stop some scenes from being extremely unpleasant) and features some quiet, exquisite scenes, especially when Adam is forced to give Fenton some water through a hole in the backyard shed/dungeon, where he has been locked until he finds religion. Another coup for Paxton is his own performance. Lesser films would have presented this character as a monster or a hammy Bible-thumper, approximating Robert Mitchum’s psychotic preacher in The Night of the Hunter. But Paxton presents the character as a loving, normal father who sincerely believes that he’s doing God’s work and is patient and understanding (to a degree) of his children’s difficulty in coping with their difficult tasks.

So, for a while at least, Paxton has crafted a gripping, accomplished film about how otherwise good and decent people can do utterly horrible things and about how dangerous derangements can be handed down from generation to generation. He’s also brave enough to tie this critique explicitly to religious fundamentalism — until, that is, an unexpected twist (you can see the first twist coming; it’s the second twist that messes everything up) throws the film’s tone and “message” into disarray, taking the bite out of whatever commentary the film might otherwise express about fundamentalism or people forcing extreme beliefs onto others.

Written by Brent Hanley, Frailty is clearly the product of the new school of over-busy screenplay gimmickry, in which tricking and surprising the audience are more important than narrative or thematic coherence. Some of these films have worked (I’d vote Memento and The Sixth Sense), but most of the time they seemed too pleased by their own cleverness and would have worked more effectively if played straight (Vanilla Sky, Wild Things, Fight Club, even The Usual Suspects). The oh-so-clever twist of Frailty throws the film into the latter group, but there’s enough good leading up to it to make the film worth seeing and to make one anxious to see if Paxton can improve on this initial offering. — Chris Herrington

There’s a scene in The Sweet-est Thing in which heroine Christina (Cameron Diaz) and her best friend Courtney (Christina Applegate), after a series of Lucy-and-Ethel-like mishaps (albeit soft-porn Lucy-and-Ethel-like mishaps), purchase two gaudy outfits to attend a wedding. One of the outfits is tight and bright pink, the other tight and bright blue. The women feel conspicuous, though neither seems to have a clue that their original outfits, one pink and tight and cut up the back, the other turquoise and showing a square mile of cleavage, were just as attention-grabbing. And that, friends, is the single shred of honest irony in the whole movie.

So maybe that pronouncement isn’t all-the-way fair. Christina crashes that wedding to find a guy she has just met and fallen in love with. That guy, unbeknownst to her, is the groom. And what about the title? There’s not a thing sweet about this romantic comedy. It’s more like nachos, the ones with the 100 percent man-made cheese. And though the Farrelly Brothers have nothing to fear, The Sweetest Thing is crude and so crass as to be an art form. It is, unapologetically, what it is. And if it’s nachos you want, get the nachos.

For director Roger Kumble and screenwriter Nancy M. Pimental, naughty must be listed on their résumés. Kumble directed the cult hit Cruel Intentions, a teen version of Dangerous Liaisons, while Pimental wrote for brazenly bratty cartoon South Park. The jokes about fake boobs, laundry-day panties, and other unmentionables bounce in at a steady pace, while the focus of Kumble and Pimental’s most lascivious attention is third friend Jane (Selma Blair). Jane is put through an obstacle course that involves a semen-stained dress and her priest, a boink with a man in a plush, purple elephant suit, and, most unfortunately, an emergency with genital jewelry.

Somewhere in The Sweetest Thing is the plot in which Christina goes for the man and lets go of the defenses she’s set up to never, ever be serious about anything. But, really, this movie is about being beautiful and young and having fun. Back to that scene where Christina and Courtney are trying on the clothes. Time for a movie montage! they declare, and so, for a couple of minutes, they mock the staple of movie time-filler, a two-minute-or-so song and dance. Christina and Courtney parade around in different outfits. At one point, Courtney reenacts the scene in which Julia Roberts gets her hand clapped by a jewelry box in Pretty Woman. Courtney as Julia laughs hysterically and maniacally. And you know something? When Roberts sets off into one of her trademark laughs, she does seem kind of crazy. — Susan Ellis