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Thanks, Chris!

To the Editor:

I would like to personally thank Chris Davis for assuming in his article “Hustler” (July 21st issue) that all of Memphis has already seen Craig Brewer’s Hustle & Flow. I am going to go out on a limb here, but I am pretty sure that there are some of us who were not issued passes to private screenings nor invited to the Peabody Place premiere.

Usually, when a movie is reviewed before it comes out nationally, a general summary will do, sprinkled with personal opinions of the reviewer, as Chris Herrington does in his review in the same issue. Now that I know the specific ending of the movie, thanks to Davis’ tenth paragraph (as well as another key scene revealed in the next paragraph), my desire to rush out and see the movie has been diminished. Please, Chris, when you review Black Snake Moan, issue a spoiler alert, warning all of us that you will be giving away the ending of that movie as well.

Louis J. Stifter

Memphis

A Dichotomy

To The Editor:

The dichotomy of material in last week’s (July 21st issue) Flyer was stunning. First, the usual work by Keith English and Tim Sampson on Bush the Hated Dictator, then the article on the nice folks going to help prop up the Castro regime – complete with an icon of communist revolutionary Che Guevera on their bus (“Cuban Caravan”).

If English and Sampson were Cubans, just trying to have similar material on Castro published would probably put them in prisons that make the worst conditions for terrorists at Guantanamo Bay look like a resort. If a Cuban publication tried to publish the material, it would be closed or restaffed immediately, with the editors joining the authors in prison.

Since Castro forcibly took power in the 1960s, he has imprisoned, tortured, or murdered every opponent to his regime and his beliefs – including homosexuals. He had his own brother shot, supposedly for using the Cuban military to run one of the world’s largest drug cartels, but mainly for being too popular with the military.

Every bit of “prosperity” provided the Cuban people was paid for by the forced labor of their former USSR’s proletariat and their conquered “allies.” Austerity measures supposedly due to American restrictions funded the expansion of paramilitary and secret police units.

What a shame that the well-intentioned people in the Pastors for Peace Friendshipment Caravan can’t truly experience the treatment they are willing to accept for the average Cuban. Then, maybe they too would flee Castro’s paradise in makeshift rafts across shark-infested seas.

Herbert E. Kook Jr.

Germantown

Unfair

To the Editor:

As one of those who lost their TennCare coverage – unfairly, I think – I want to remind people how important it will be to vote in the next governor’s election, especially should Phil Bredesen decide to run again. This is the only way the people’s voice will really be heard. It is not the e-mails or the candlelight vigils that will change the system, it is the people’s voice. It is our state, and we should be calling the shots by putting people in office who will stand up for us. Let’s let them know just because we’re poor and sick, doesn’t mean we are worthless!

Peggy Dixon

Cinton, Tennessee

Busking Busted

To the Editor:

Busking is the tradition of performing in a public place for tips. Memphis history is full of buskers made good, including B.B. King, Furry Lewis, Memphis Minnie, and more recently, Robert Belfour and Richard Johnston.

Busking can lead to that first break that performers need – the first rung on the ladder to sucess. Some people, however, consider it to be panhandling with instruments. Bar owners often view buskers as competition. When the Beale Street administrators shut down Handy Park to busking, buskers found a loophole: They could play if they got the permision of a business owner. Carl Drew, Richard Johnston, me, and others enjoyed a brief resurgence of busking culture, but a couple of weeks ago, Beale Street management banned all busking after 8 p.m.

Richard Johnston is the subject of a PBS documentory. Many people came to Memphis to see him. Beale Street shutting down busking is like North Dakota jackhammering Mt. Rushmore into gravel. Clarksdale, Mississippi, Helena, Arkansas, and many other sites are luring blues tourists. They welcome buskers. Let’s start working for the good of all of Memphis, not just the fat cats! Busking is free speech! Take back the street.

John Lowe (Johnnie Lowebowe)

Memphis

Editor’s note: Due to an editing error, state representative Henri Brooks, a female, was referred to as a “he” in last week’s Flyer.

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Vroom, vroom:

Vroom, vroom: “The Art of the Motorcycle” Wonders Exhibition is midway through its six-month run at the Pyramid, but according to Eddie Dattel, owner of Inside Sounds record label, the ride is far from over. When compiling Songs of the Open Road, a 14-song CD of tunes that serves as a companion item to the exhibit, Dattel also created a disc that works as a stand-alone collection and celebration of modern Memphis music.

“It was a concept CD,” he says. “It was produced in conjunction with the exhibit, but it struck me that I didn’t want every song to be about motorcycles. That seemed redundant, so I thought about the parallels between the evolution of the motorcycle and what it represents – rebellion, raw energy, and freedom. Rock-and-roll evolved in the same way, and it seemed like a perfect fit.”

This is hardly the first CD Inside Sounds has produced for the Wonders Series. (Earlier releases tied to Wonders exhibits include tributes to the Napoleonic era and circa-1912 classical tunes that might’ve been played aboard the Titanic.) But for Songs of the Open Road, Dattel envisioned a community of artists. “It didn’t make sense to call in a single artist to do the CD,” he says, explaining why he recruited such groups as The Tearjerkers and The Beat Generation to lay down tracks for the compilation, which was recorded and mixed last March.

“I have the Tearjerkers doing ‘Little Honda’ by the Beach Boys, which has such a cool surf-rock sound. You hear it, and you think Southern California in 1961, guys hanging out on the beach on their bikes,” Dattel enthuses. “And the Beat Generation do a great version of Buddy Holly’s ‘Down the Line.'”

Black Oak Arkansas frontman Jim Dandy‘s spirited take on Steppenwolf’s anthemic “Born to Be Wild” detours into hard rock. In a similar vein, Hal Butler covers the Doors’ “Riders on the Storm.” Perennial Inside Sounds artist Billy Gibson croons Roger Miller’s “King of the Road,” and Dattel himself sings Richard Thompson’s folky “1952 Vincent Black Lightning.”

There are other pleasant surprises, including David Evans‘ delivery of “On the Road Again,” which draws heavily on Alan Wilson’s 1968 version. “They were teenage friends. They played together, and they were influenced by the same style of blues music,” Dattel explains of Evans, a professor in the music department at the University of Memphis, and Wilson, the late Canned Heat frontman.

“We have a good track record with the people behind the Wonders Series,” he says. “They like what we do, and they trust my judgment.”

Next up for Inside Sounds: Fried Glass Onions Volume Two, another compilation of Memphis artists covering Beatles songs, expected to hit the shelves this September. For more info, go to InsideSounds.com.

Several other Mid South-centric releases are also on the racks this month:

Former Pixies frontman Frank Black‘s first solo album in a decade, Honeycomb, was released last week on Back Porch Records/EMI. The album, cut at Dan Penn‘s Better Songs & Gardens studio in Nashville last year, features stellar guitar work from Memphis giants Steve Cropper and Reggie Young, as well as famed Muscle Shoals players such as bassist David Hood and organist Spooner Oldham. Pick it up for the weird factor (a cover of Elvis’ insipid “Song of the Shrimp” is a must-hear), then put cuts such as “Dark End of the Street” on repeat.

Al Greene‘s Back Up Train – originally released on Hot Line Records waaay back in 1967 when the soul singer still spelled his last name with an extra ‘e’ – was dusted off by the folks at Sony/Legacy for reissue this month. Repackaged with new liner notes and a solitary bonus track (a mono version of “A Lover’s Hideaway”), Back Up Train presents a fascinating look at the soulster’s burgeoning talent, captured shortly before his fated meeting with Memphis producer Willie Mitchell.

And just this week, former Stray Cat Brian Setzer released Rockabilly Riot Volume One: A Tribute To Sun Records. Setzer rocks and rolls through versions of Billy Lee Riley’s “Red Hot,” Carl Perkins’ “Blue Suede Shoes,” and Johnny Cash’s “Get Rhythm,” before joining bonafide legends Gene Simmons on “Peroxide Blonde in a Hopped Up Model Ford” and the Jordanaires on “Stairway to Nowhere.” But surprisingly, Rockabilly Riot Volume One was cut on the streets of Nashville, not at Sun or Sam Phillips Recording Studio, where these songs belong. n

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Germantown Wants You!

In 1825, Frances Wright created Nashoba Plantation in what is now Germantown. Billed as a “utopian experiment,” slaves worked for their freedom, and black and white children were educated together. But the 2,400-acre farm located near Riverdale Road was plagued with problems. In 1830, the experiment ended, and the slaves were sent to live in Haiti.

About 150 years later, another utopian experiment found more success in Germantown: the American suburb. All over the country, people left the problems of the city for places where lawns were green, houses were new, and communities were young. In 1972, before its suburban transformation, Germantown had about 5,000 residents. Over the next 10 years, its population would quadruple. Now, about 40,000 people live in Germantown. And somewhere along the way, as the number of people surpassed the number of horses, Germantown earned the reputation as the Mid-South’s most prestigious address, with a state-of-the-art performing-arts center, an orchestra, a first-class park system – and a stringent sign ordinance that kept even fast-food joints looking somewhat refined.

In his 1996 book, The History of Germantown: Utopia on the Ridge, Albert Witherington wrote, “To most readers of the tri-state area of the Mid-South, Germantown means affluence, success, stability, and safety.”

But these days there are problems in paradise. Germantown is running out of room to grow. City officials estimate that all the available land will be developed within the next 10 years. And because the city has carved its niche as a residential community, its tax base is limited.

Germantown also is the victim of a shift in public perception. During the 1992/1993 school year, Germantown High School had about 1,700 students, 87 percent of them white. By 2004, there were 2,200 students at the school, and more than half of them were African-American. The school’s demographic shift, however, is not reflected in the community. In 1990, Germantown’s population was 1 percent African-American. In 2000, even though Germantown’s overall population grew by 13 percent, the African-American population remained a miniscule 2 percent.

The change in student demographics comes instead from the Shelby County School system’s decision to move many Germantown students to Houston High to relieve overcrowding, although both schools are actually over capacity. Additionally, both schools draw students from the predominantly African-American Hickory Hill area. At Houston and Collierville high schools, the student body is roughly 12 percent African-American. (On Monday, the Shelby County Commission approved an agreement between the Shelby County school board and the Memphis City Schools board to build a new high school in southeast Shelby County to relieve overcrowding at Houston and Germantown.)

Meanwhile, in Collierville, developers are building bigger and more expensive homes – and there is plenty of room to build more. To put it plainly, the future of Germantown is in play. Can the city maintain its quality of life and its prestigious reputation, or will it go the way of other, less fortunate communities and suffer declining property values and a diminished public image?

One thing is certain: Germantown’s not going down without a fight. City leaders have come up with plans to maintain their community’s status as a residential haven using strong residential-appearance ordinances, cultivating a deep-seated sense of community, and encouraging business development.

THE IDEAL AMERICAN COMMUNITY

Pat Scroggs and her family lived in the Fox Meadows area of Memphis before moving to Germantown 28 years ago.

Scroggs, who is the executive director of the Germantown Area Chamber of Commerce, says her family moved to Germantown because of the safety of the community and the excellent schools. “My sons could ride their bikes in our cove. They could go to the park by themselves. We thought it was the ideal American community.”

Data from the 2000 U.S. census shows that 98 percent of Germantown residents were high school graduates. Sixty percent of residents had a bachelor’s degree, nearly three times the rate for the rest of Tennessee. The median home value was $216,000, more than double the state’s overall median home value. And the median annual household income in Germantown was roughly $95,000.

In Building Suburbia: Green Fields and Urban Growth 1820-2000, Dolores Hayden wrote about rural fringes, those once pastoral areas that became new, large-lot subdivisions in the 1970s. Hayden suggests that people were both pushed and pulled to these communities by lower property prices, a better highway system, deteriorating city conditions, and “white flight.”

“Fringe development surely reflected the desire to escape central cities with declining infrastructure, pollution, and poor schools … in favor of places with old-fashioned, pedestrian-scale Main Streets, where residents could take pride in small-town character,” she wrote.

What Hayden didn’t discuss is what happens when those same types of problems – overcrowding, traffic, crime – come to the ‘burbs. Or what happens when residents leave those communities behind for newer, more-pastoral settings.

Like many residents, Scroggs considers Collierville to be Germantown’s sister city. If she didn’t live in Germantown, she says she’d probably live in Collierville. “They are about 10 years behind us as far as some of their planning. They are just growing like crazy. They’ll eventually be twice the size of Germantown because we’re landlocked,” she says.

Collierville’s growth already far surpasses Germantown’s. From 1990 to 2000, when Germantown’s population grew by 13 percent, Collierville’s population grew almost 116 percent.

When the Scroggs family moved to Germantown, Collierville seemed a long way from Memphis, but now, with Bill Morris Parkway, Collierville doesn’t seem much farther than Germantown.

Simply put, Collierville and Germantown may be developing a classic case of sibling rivalry.

Sue Stinson-Turner is the president of the Memphis Area Association of Realtors (MAAR). She says that Germantown and Collierville have many of the same selling points: safe communities, convenience, their own city governments, and comparably priced homes.

“If a buyer wants to look at homes in Germantown and Collierville, they have a price range of, say, $250,000 to $300,000. They’re going to get two different perspectives, because Collierville is going to have more newer homes than Germantown. They’re going to look totally different,” she says. “Then it will be up to the buyer’s likes and dislikes. It will be, Do I like older, established communities and homes with more trees or do I like new houses? Collierville has more growth room but a different type of housing product.”

For instance, newer homes typically include a hearth room (a sitting room off of the kitchen for informal gatherings) and master bedroom suites with monstrous bathrooms.

“Older homes don’t have [huge bathrooms]. I’m not going to say that none of the houses in Germantown have them, because they have new houses, but they weren’t doing bathrooms like this 20, 25 years ago,” Stinson-Turner says.

And though the average price of a house is still less in Collierville, there is some indication that it’s only a matter of time before that city’s housing prices overtake Germantown’s.

KEEPING UP APPEARANCES

“As much as we’d like to freeze a city in all of its newness – especially if we’re talking about a suburb – that’s not the way it works,” says Germantown Mayor Sharon Goldsworthy. “Germantown has been in a period of development since the early ’70s, continuing to this day. We’re now entering a period of a slower rate of development and into sustainability.”

In April, the Germantown board of mayor and aldermen announced a new property maintenance and nuisance ordinance. Designed to maintain the appearance and condition of homes built at the beginning of the suburban boom 25 to 30 years ago, the proposal included rules about lawn maintenance, exterior house paint-jobs, garage doors, and trash disposal.

About five years ago, Germantown officials looked at other first-ring cities around the country and saw them struggling with the same problems that have traditionally plagued the inner cities: deteriorating housing, neighborhoods becoming less desirable and less safe, and commercial districts losing tenants.

“What essentially happened,” says Goldsworthy, “was that the grass was greener beyond them.

“We determined that the city of Germantown was headed toward that kind of aging, and we wanted to head it off,” she continues. “We wanted to avoid it because redevelopment, however productive it may be at some point, is expensive and causes social change. A lot of things happen when you redevelop, and not all of them are positive. That’s how we began the neighborhood preservation task force.”

Instead of preserving historic homes or structures, the task force’s job was to prevent Germantown from becoming a throw-away suburb. City officials looked for ways to help Germantown age gracefully – and successfully.

“We looked at ways we could encourage people in neighborhoods to reinvest, because so much of it is about housing and how housing deteriorates over a period of time,” says Goldsworthy.

But city officials also knew that the responsibility for neighborhoods doesn’t just fall to homeowners. About three years ago, the city began “neighborhood improvement projects” assessing the city’s infrastructure, checking street lights, signage, and road conditions.

“People can fix up their houses, but if the city doesn’t keep up its end of the deal, we’re not going to get a good result,” says Goldsworthy. The city also has a program that allocates matching funds to neighborhood associations that put up decorative street signs or a neighborhood gateway.

“It’s easy to say that Germantown is more concerned with how it looks than how it functions,” she says. “Well, we think we function pretty well, but we recognize the value of giving people a point of pride and a sense of ownership in how their neighborhood looks.”

The mayor believes that if the city can support its neighborhoods and keep up the infrastructure, then they’re well on their way. “If we can do that, then that’s a good message to send to individual homeowners to say that this is a neighborhood that has value. We would hope that you would then reinvest in your home to make this a place where people want to live.”

And if city hall’s gentle hints aren’t enough, then how about an ordinance that outlaws broken windows, deteriorated driveways, sagging rain gutters, and lawn areas that are not properly planted?

Though city officials got an earful from residents, Goldsworthy says it was never their intention to turn into the “grass police” and go around with a ruler measuring the height of residents’ lawns. The ordinance was meant to be a tool for dealing with problem properties.

“In the initial task force, we learned that if 15 percent of a neighborhood’s property went into decline – in other words, it was substandard, whether it was a matter of broken windows or overgrown weeds – it becomes extremely difficult to turn the neighborhood around,” says Goldsworthy. “When it reaches 20 percent, it’s virtually impossible to stem the decline of the entire neighborhood. At which time, you have to start all over from ground zero.” Although the ordinance is scheduled to be approved at the end of August, not everyone thinks it’s a good idea. Lawyer Larry Austin was one of the residents who spoke against the ordinance during a public hearing in May. He thinks the proposed rules will strip the city of all signs of life and community.

“I think the people who wrote the ordinance meant well,” he says. “Maybe there are some dreadfully run-down houses in Germantown, but I don’t know where they are.”

Austin moved to Germantown from Whitehaven 32 years ago. “I lived in an old house in an older part of Whitehaven,” he says. “I was getting tired of all the remodeling, so I put it on the market.”

When Austin moved into his Germantown neighborhood, it was filled with young families. As many as 100 children came to the door on Halloween, he says. In recent years, the number of trick-or-treaters has dipped to less than 15.

“It’s coming back up some,” says Austin. “The original people are all grandparents now. Other houses have been sold to folks in their 20s and other folks are, well, older.”

Austin doesn’t think Germantown needs a new ordinance to protect its property values. He says because the city is attractive, safe, and city taxes are low, it’s still a desirable place to live. He believes the market will take care of the property values. Every few months, he gets a flier that documents the listings and sale prices of homes in his neighborhood.

“What really surprises me,” he says, “is that sometimes they sell for more than the asking price. Frequently, the houses sell at the asking price. There aren’t many that sell at much less than the asking price. I think it shows the demand for houses in the area – that prices continue to go up even though the houses are 32 years old.”

Speaking from the perspective of an attorney, Austin sees “loose” language as one the ordinance’s problems. “It seems it was prepared as if they were shooting from the hip, without looking at what target was going to be hit,” he says. “[The ordinance] says you can’t store things on porches and breezeways. Does that mean rocking chairs? Potted plants? Big Wheels? When does something cross the line to being ‘stored’ on the porch?”

Austin acknowledges that the ordinance has some good ideas. Germantown’s character and image is a product of previous ordinances and strict enforcement by the city’s Design Review Commission. But with this ordinance, he says, city officials missed the point.

“I don’t think anything is going to make property values in Germantown go down [because of] the existing ordinances already in place. We don’t need to pass a new one,” he says. “If anything, the ordinance might make Germantown an undesirable place to be.

“I wish we could avoid these aesthetic fads. At one time, we required all the business to plant Pin Oak trees. … Then there was the time we told everybody they should decorate with white lights at Christmas. They wanted everyone to look alike. The idea that everybody has to look alike is a fundamental part of the ordinance.”

A SENSE OF COMMUNITY

For other residents, the rules in the ordinance aren’t a problem. Scroggs says she appreciates living in a community that takes aesthetics seriously. She also thinks that rules in the property-maintenance ordinance – such as the garage-door-has-to-be-closed clause – are a good way to maintain both the neighborhood and the relationships between neighbors.

“It’s fun for us to make jokes about ourselves, but as the cliché goes, not in my backyard. You don’t want to see [messy garages], but you don’t want to be a busybody and tell someone to clean up their private property. If there’s an ordinance, there’s a tactful way of taking care of the problem,” she says.

Good relationships between neighbors are important to Germantown officials as well. In maintaining the city’s value and status, they think creating a sense of community – and a close-knit community, at that – is as important as anything else.

“We’re trying to support our neighborhoods and encourage people to reinvest in their homes, but … it’s not just about being convenient to work or having stores near you,” says Goldsworthy. “I truly believe people also seek out those things that come from relationships with other people.”

But the traditional suburb was designed around an automobile-centric lifestyle. Most houses don’t have front porches; most yards don’t have sidewalks. Recreation and family activities typically take place in backyards or indoors. Interaction with neighbors can be difficult.

“One of the challenges you have in a community that was built in those patterns is how do you go back and create opportunities for people to come together?” asks Goldsworthy. “People still enjoy living in family rooms and the back of their houses. And we struggle with the whole issue of sidewalks. So you have to look at different ways of encouraging those things to happen.”

The city sponsors a program called Evening Notes, two free concerts a month during the summer at the Municipal Park Gazebo, and another called Municipal Melodies, four free lunchtime concerts each spring and fall at Depot Park in Old Germantown. The city also is building a nature center.

“Our vision is to ensure there is a spectrum of activities to make this a place where people of all ages are drawn to,” Goldsworthy says.

Though there’s been controversy recently over the closing of the Morgan Wood Children’s Theatre and how much money should be spent on the Germantown Performing Arts Centre, the city considers the arts an important piece of its plan. Having a group such as IRIS, the city’s critically acclaimed chamber orchestra, means more than just a source of pride.

Scroggs is a member of the GPAC Guild and speaks highly of the community’s amenities. “You just don’t find smaller communities the size of Germantown with the quality of arts we have,” she says. “We have amenities that are unmatched.”

CRIME AND SAFETY

“In earlier years, we never had serious crime,” says Scroggs. “We would always make jokes about the policemen spending all their time catching speeders. Over the years, however,” she says, “there have been more burglaries and robberies, and we’ve even had some murders.”

Though she thinks most of the murders have been between people who know each other, Scroggs now locks her doors when she goes out. Germantown residents have also been preyed upon by the “Hack’s Cross Creeper,” a burglar who enters homes through open windows or doors at night.

Officials hope that the property maintenance ordinance will help avert some of the lesser crimes. After citizens objected to having to keep their garage doors closed all day, city administrators revised the ordinance to require that garage doors only had to be closed between 11 p.m. and 5 a.m.

“It doesn’t take care of all the aesthetic points, but it does do a great deal for dealing with petty thieves,” says Goldsworthy. “What we are aware of is that the kind of crime we have in Germantown, particularly the kinds of thefts, are sometimes just crimes of opportunity. They may cruise a neighborhood looking for easy things to steal. Open garage doors can [encourage] that.”

MEDICINE, ELEVATORS, AND MORE?

Though Germantown’s residential nature is something of a hallmark, city leaders are not adverse to the idea of broadening the tax base by encouraging businesses to move in. Elevator company ThyssenKrupp is considering Germantown for its North American base, a move that would surely change the suburb’s image, if only a little.

“I think Germantown will always be a residential community,” says city administrator Patrick Lawton, “but we have to look at the entire model. It’s a balance.”

In the last three to four years, Germantown has become an employment center for the medical community. It was not an industry the city sought or expected, but one that developed because of its proximity to Memphis.

And though Goldsworthy thinks medical offices are a good fit with the residential nature of the city, initially there was a problem: Germantown limited commercial buildings to three stories and a height of 35 feet.

“[The medical community] came to us and said, That doesn’t work for us. They had to have extra height in the floors for some of the technology they use,” Goldsworthy says.

So the city offered a compromise. Buildings in an office campus district could be 50 feet high, but they had to be set farther back from the street, making them appear proportional to surrounding buildings.

In addition, the city has about two square miles of land for development near Winchester. While about half of it is zoned residential, Goldsworthy says the city is looking at some new business development there as a viable option.

“We have a very educated community,” says Lawton. “They’re very astute about the future of the city, and they know things have to change in order to sustain our financial security. From time to time, we have to look at the city’s property-tax base and see what is being generated by the current land use plan.”

A FUTURE HOME

Germantown is in the final stages of planning Germantown Vision 2020, a plan for what city leaders want the city to be 10 to 15 years from now.

“We look at the city today and say, it’s a safe place to live, there are a lot of parks, it’s financially stable. We’d like to be in the same place in 10 years,” Lawton says.

About 25 residents make up the vision committee. They began meeting in early 2004. This month they approved a final version of the plan, but it hasn’t been presented to the mayor and board of aldermen yet.

A similar planning process was completed in 1986 and looked ahead to the Germantown of the year 2000. Unlike the earlier version, however, Germantown Vision 2020 will be used to guide future policy and will be revisited each year by the mayor and aldermen.

“We’re looking long-term,” says Lawton. “There are things we can do today to help with city tax dollars.” And much of it is in neighborhoods.

“Germantown is a community of neighborhoods. Unless we go in and focus on our neighborhoods’ needs, we’re going to lose the battle on that front,” says Lawton. “Neighborhoods are critical to our success. They’re ground zero.”

But as Shelby County changes, so does Germantown. And that might mean big changes in the future for this utopian experiment.

“We want it to look like a place you would want to live,” says Goldsworthy. “That’s our underlying philosophy. A lot of times, people say, We like Germantown just the way it is. I always remind them that if people had said that earlier, there wouldn’t be any houses here.” n

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Thursday, 28

I think I’m on the verge of becoming Amish. Or Shaker. Or Quaker. Or at least I’m going to stop sleeping with the television on. I woke up the other morning, and the first thing I saw was what appeared to be Barbara Bush flying through the sky with a bunch of chickens. And then the word “breasts” appeared on the screen. Granted, I was a bit bleary-eyed and hadn’t started in on my seven cups of coffee, but the thought of Barbara Bush flying around the sky with chickens and the word “breasts” appearing on the screen made me sit up straight like a bolt of lightning had hit me. After shaking my head a couple of times and lunging for a cold rag, I finally realized that it wasn’t Barbara but was instead a man dressed as a pilgrim. And he was indeed flying through the sky with chickens. It happened to be an advertisement for a product called Pilgrim’s Pride Chicken, and the commercial was letting the viewing public know their “breasts” were on sale. It was remarkable. Reminded me of a commercial I saw a few years ago that was so fascinating I somehow got a VHS tape of it. It was for one of those quick-loan, get-money-fast places, and the woman in the commercial ran into a beauty shop screaming about her hair being a mess and how badly she needed some money. Nothing all that unusual, I guess, but in the background, there was a woman with smoke billowing from her hair. It had Emmy written all over it. Neither of these, however, is quite as creepy as the Johnnie Cochran law firm commercials, featuring, uh, Johnnie Cochran, who is now dead. And the tagline for the late lawyer’s firm is “Put Lives Back Together.” Uh, please don’t sue me, but doesn’t this seem just a bit odd? There he is on the screen talking about putting lives back together, and he is dead? Creeeepy. But enough about all of that. I am going to become Amish. Can Amish people shop at Wal-Mart? I hope not. I read with great interest the other day a brief news item about “singles shopping” at Wal-Mart. It seems that there was a Wal-Mart somewhere in Virginia that had a special kind of dating deal going on, during which shoppers have the option of placing a red bow on their basket, apparently to indicate that they are single and are interested in attracting other single Wal-Mart shoppers not only to browse the aisles together but also to possibly begin a romance. Just as I was reading about this, I heard on the television that it was 112 degrees in Dyersburg, Tennessee, the other day. All I could think of was a bunch of really hot, sweaty people piling into the Wal-Mart there and sashaying through the aisles looking for love. Like I said, Amish is the only way to go. No electricity (except for air-conditioning, of course), no more television, no cell phones, no computers, no cars, a beard but no mustache, and no more commercials about pilgrims and chickens, or news about people suffering from heat exhaustion while participating in a triathlon in three-digit heat (smart move!), and no more reading about finding true romance in the camouflage-clothing section. It’s simply too much. And now here’s a quick bit about some of what’s going on around town this week. Tonight, The Memphis Redbirds are playing Sacramento at AutoZone Park. Tonight’s Sunset Atop the Madison concert on the rooftop of the Madison Hotel features music by Gary Johns. Eric Hughes is playing at the Pig on Beale. And Lance Strode and the Cathouse Ramblers are at Rum Boogie Café, also on Beale.


Friday, 29

Tonight is the last Friday of the month, which means it’s time again for the South Main Art Trolley Tour, with free trolley rides to the galleries and shops on South Main Street. Opening receptions in the neighborhood include: Durden Gallery for photography by Mahaffey White and Drew Whitmire; Jay Etkin Gallery for work by Sandy Robinson and gallery artists; 431 S. Main for Memphis College of Art’s “The Salon” street gallery; and D’Edge Art & Unique Treasures for “Talking Trash,” paintings on discarded car hoods, washing-machine lids, and other less than conventional surfaces. Tonight’s trolley tour also includes the Elvis Presley International Art Show next door to Earnestine & Hazel’s, along with activities at the North End of Main Street on the opposite side of downtown, with food, drinks, and live music by The Daddy Mack Blues Band. It’s opening night for Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays With Morrie at Circuit Playhouse. Loggins & Messina are performing their “Sittin’ In Again” concert at the Horseshoe Casino. The Masqueraders are at Blue City Café. There is a very special show by Susan Marshall, Rick Steff, Sam Shoup, Dave Cousar, and Harry Peel at Paddy’s Memphis Pub. Elmo & the Shades are playing at the Cockeyed Camel. DJ Mr. White is mixing it up downtown at Swig. And none other than Molly Hatchet (!!!!!) is playing at Neil’s.


Saturday, 30

Tonight at the Hope Church Concert series at Hope Church on Walnut Grove, the music is by one of Memphis’ most accomplished and loved international stars, jazz great Kirk Whalum. Today’s Big Scoop Ice Cream Festival at Agricenter International to benefit the Ronald McDonald House features lots of different ice cream samples, celebrities, kids’games, and more. David Allen Coe and Lynn Jones are at the New Daisy. Willie Covington is at Isaac Hayes Reloaded. There’s a grand re-opening party at the Buccaneer with live music by The Dutchmasters, Hedgecreep, and The Tearjerkers. Joecephus and The George Jonestown Massacre are at the P&H Café. Back at Neil’s, it’s classic and fabulous Memphis music with the Reba Russell Band and Van Duren. And last but certainly not least, tonight’s big, big bash is the Big Brothers Big Sisters Sports Ball at the Cannon Center, the non-profit organization’s annual fund-raiser featuring casino games, food, drinks, live music, gladiator challenges, a silent auction, and much more to help raise funding for the potentially at-risk children the organization helps every day of the year.


Sunday, 31

Lord, help us all. There’s a Gospel Brunch with Mother Wit at Café Soul today from 11 a.m.-3 p.m., and there’s absolutely no telling what the WRBO Soul Classics 105.5 radio host is liable to say. Should be good.


Monday, 1

Blue Monday, Allegiance, Go It Alone, and Crime in Stereo at the Hi-Tone.


Tuesday, 2

Jim Spake and Jim Duckworth at Fresh Slices Sidewalk Café & Deli.


wednesday, 3

Tonight’s Memphis Brooks Museum of Art First Wednesdays features extended gallery hours, dinner in the Brushmark restaurant, live music, and performance art by Automusik, and a screening of Automusik Can Do No Wrong. This evening’s Court Square Concert Series is by The Van Duren Band. Native Son is at the Flying Saucer. And I must bounce. I have to go put on some shoes with big buckles and fry up a chicken for the sweetheart I met at Wal-Mart. n

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POLITICS

NEW DEAL

It was mid-afternoon Saturday, and Harold Ford Jr., who was off somewhere else in Tennessee campaigning for a U.S. Senate seat, was getting a telephone report from his home base in Memphis about the Shelby County Democratic Party’s just-concluded balloting for a new chairman and executive committee.

The Memphis congressman was informed that the vote, conducted in a ballroom of the University of Memphis student center, had been top-heavy against David Cocke, the longtime Ford loyalist and former two-time party head whom Ford had personally endorsed for chairman. The congressman couldn’t conceal his astonishment. “I thought you said it’d be close!” he said. “What happened?”

The trusted aide who had given Ford the bad news followed with the kind of embarrassed shrug that could almost be heard across the long-distance cell-phone-to-cell-phone connection. “A lot of different things. What can I say?,” the aide answered and promised to spell things out in detail later on.

The runaway winner in the chairman’s race had been youthful activist Matt Kuhn, the beneficiary of an ad hoc alliance between a host of newly active Democrats who called themselves “the convention Coalition,” and an established bloc of Democrats – alternately called the Herenton faction, after Memphis mayor Willie Herenton, or the Chism faction, after political broker and Herenton confidante Sidney Chism. The latter group had vied for power with Ford’s own wing of the party for more than a decade.

The former group, the self-described “Coalition,” was one in fact as well as name. It was made up basically of two organizations – Mid-South Democrats in Action, a group of volunteers who’d been active for party nominee John Kerry in the 2004 presidential campaign and had felt short-shrifted by the established party leadership; and Democracy for Memphis, a local tributary of the reformist movement set in motion by erstwhile presidential hopeful Howard Dean, now national Democratic chairman.

Hard as the reality of Kuhn’s victory might have been for the congressman to swallow, he resolved instantly to accept it. “I can live with that,” Ford said. “Give me Matt’s number. I’ll call him.”

As of two hours later, when the victorious Kuhn was presiding over a Dutch Treat celebration feast with supporters in a sideroom of Zinnie’s East on Madison , the congressman had not yet gotten through. “I was talking on the phone with some Coalition people,” Kuhn explained. “And when I called back, he didn’t answer.” Outfitted with another of the congressman’s numbers, Kuhn promised to keep trying.

“A LOT OF DIFFERENT THINGS,” indeed. Here are a few of the factors that, by the testimony of some of those voting for Kuhn on Saturday, led to defeat for Rep. Ford’s chairmanship candidate, the mild-mannered and generally well-liked Cocke, and, indirectly, for the congressman himself:

*Dissatisfaction with Ford’s increasingly conservative voting record and rightward-tilting campaign strategy. The two groups making up the Coalition are, in the long-accepted vernacular, “yellow-dog” Democrats, convinced that the chief cause of the party’s electoral reverses in recent years has been the accommodationist politics of over-cautious Democrats.

*Resentment of the hardball “tactics” (a word heard incessantly on Saturday) pursued by Cocke’s campaign team, especially by chief strategist David Upton, a veteran activist and Ford loyalist who, rightly or wrongly, was blamed for a short-lived challenge to Coalition members’ party credentials, followed by a whispering campaign directed at the group’s predominantly white membership. “First, they were attacked for being possible Republicans, then they were attacked for being too white” was the scornful assessment of party veteran Calvin Anderson, an African-American member of the state Election Commission and a pro-Kuhn obsever on Saturday.

*A general desire to start afresh, in the wake of the F.B.I.’s Tennessee Waltz sting that netted several prominent local Democrats, including state Senator Kathryn Bowers, who resigned as local party chairman after being indicted with the others for extortion.

*An opportunity for the Herenton/Chism group to settle scores with the Ford faction, which had replaced former chairman Gale Jones Carson with Bowers by one vote in a bitterly contested showdown two years ago.

Carson, Chism, and various other partisans of the mayor’s were high-fiving each other and various Coalition members when the vote tally of the newly seated 67-member executive committee passed the halfway mark.

Heavy applause began when the number reached 38, at which point there were enough uncounted Kuhn voters still standing and uncounted to reach into the 40s. Carson would later put the actual total at 45. Upton insisted the total for Kuhn was “only” 41. (His own tally sheet, noted one observer, who peeked at it, contained the number 13 — presumably the members committed to Cocke — circled prominently.) Both Cocke and the other nominee, Joe Young, withdrew their candidacies before a handcount could be taken — meaning that Kuhn was ultimately elected by something resembling acclamation.

THE ACTUAL CONTEST HAD PROBABLY not been as one-sided as the final outcome favoring Kuhn. When delegates to the convention had earlier gathered in groups corresponding to state legislative districts to select members of the new executive committee, the voting edge was razor-thin here and there. Many a race was decided by the margin of one vote. and one member elected in District 85 – Chism’s home district – was actually determined by a coin toss.when the vote count itself deadlocked.

Even so, what Shelby County Commissioner Deidre Malone, another observer, called a “New Day” had clearly dawned – with new leaders, like the MDIA’s Desi Franklin and the DFM’s Brad Watkins, gaining election to a reconstituted committee that was manifestly weighted in their direction.

State Senator Steve Cohen, who followed up his rousing speech at last month’s party caucuses with another one to the voting delegates Saturday, pointed out the obvious about Saturday’s outcome – that it was hard not to see it as a rebuff to Rep. Ford, who had not only been Cocke’s chief supporter but had sponsored mailers in his favor.

Indeed, there was an undeniable contrast between the statewide and national attention fixed on Rep. Ford’s Senate race and his inability to get his own man elected chairman of his home county’s party. And the congressman’s Democratic primary opponent in the Senate race, state Senator Rosalind Kurita of Clarksville, had been on hand Saturday to give a well-received brief speech to delegates.

In the long run, of course, some of the party divisions on display Saturday will heal over, and a gallant Cocke made haste to congratulate the winner and pledge his support. Kuhn was conciliatory in his own post-election remarks, but was reticent when asked later if he favored giving a few party offices to members of the Ford faction when the new executive committee next meets to complete reorganization.

“I just don’t know if they’d buy it,” said Kuhn, gesturing toward a group of new committee members.

The new Shelby County Democratic executive committee – probably the first in decades to have both a white chairman and a white majority — promises to be somewhat more militant on political issues than its immediate predecessors, but still might be better positioned than previous committees to challenge Republican domination of the county’s suburbs.

That, of course, assumes that the oft-feuding Democrats will manage to forge a new unity. On a day when a Coalition Democrat like Franklin made a conscious effort to avoid being photographed in the vicinity of a group including Upton, it appeared that make take some doing.

But with a long ballot coming up next year, including races for governor and U.S. Senator, as well as countywide offices, legislative seats, and a lengthy list of judgeships, the incentives for said unity will certainly be there, and Kuhn, who plans to offer an updated party website and other innovations, will have a better than even chance of achieving it.

Kuhn is a relatively new face to some old-line Democrats, the new chairman has a track record in party politics. Son of party activist Nancy Kuhn and county attorney Brian Kuhn, he has served as a major campaign aide to Democrats as diverse as 8th district congressman John Tanner, South Carolina congressman John Spratt, and Nashville mayor Bill Purcell. Kuhn also served as office manager for former Juvenile Court clerk Shep Wilbun.

Financial disclosures for the last quarter show Ford and Republican Bob Corker to be well head of their party rivals in fund-raising. Former Chattanooga Mayor Corker raised $716,000 and reported $2.9 million in his campaign account, while former congressmen Ed Bryant and Van Hilleary each raised slightly more than $300,000 each.

Ford raised $695,000 in the quarter and boasts almost $1.8 million in his general campaign fund. Kurita raised $54,410 and has $221, 134 on hand.
n Kurita’s appearance at the weekend Democratic convention in Memphis was not the only point of contrast with Rep. Ford. As Roll Call noted, the Clarksville state senator took a more skeptical position on the issue of President Bush’s new Supreme Court nominee, John Roberts, than did Ford.

Said Kurita: “John Roberts appears to be well-qualified for the Supreme Court in terms of his legal credentials. However, I am disappointed that President Bush would nominate someone whose philosophy seems so far outside the mainstream. Our country deserves a justice in the mold of Sandra Day O’Connor — a moderate who offers a voice of reason on complex judicial issues.”

Ford’s response was more restrained: “I am relieved that the President nominated an accomplished jurist and skilled attorney. Now it is time for the Senate to begin its advise-and-consent process to investigate his record thoroughly.”
n Former state representative D Jack Smith was honored earlier this month at an 80th anniversary commemoration of the 1925 Scopes eveolution trial in Dayton. In 1967, Rep. Smith sponsored the bill which finally repealed Tennessee’s law against teaching evolution in the public schools.

Next Thursday, August 5th, is primary day in the special elections for state Senate, District 29, and state Representative, District 87. For breaking-news developments on this and other political stories, keep checking this site.

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EDITORIAL

DON’T HIDE OUR PAST

Frankly, we have thought that the ongoing fuss over the existing names of certain downtown parks has been misguided. No change of name is going to eradicate the fact that, once upon a time, there was a Confederate States of America, nor that Memphis and Tennessee belonged to that short-lived and ill-fated experiment in nationhood.

The founders of the Confederacy were not “traitors” (as one normally reasonable local official has declared), any more than were the Founding Fathers in their earlier declaration of independence from Great Britain. They made no allegiances to a foreign power. Their sin — a grievous one, and grievously answered — was commitment to the ignoble institution of slavery. This fact stains the honor and the memory of Jefferson Davis and General Nathan Bedford Forrest and the 13-state Confederacy as a whole. But it would be petty, as well as historically inaccurate, to ignore the extraordinary tenacity and heroism evinced by the aforementioned in that tragic event known as the American Civil War.

The bottom line is that Davis and Forrest and the Confederacy are all, indelibly, part of our history. To ignore that fact and to rename three downtown parks, as some propose, in order to conceal it is pointless. It is the kind of historical revisionism practiced by the late, unlamented Soviet Union, characterized by officially sanctioned photo-cropping and “purges” of historical figures who did not fit the party narrative. As state senator Steve Cohen wisely observed in his dissent from other Center City Commission members’ decision to pass the name-change proposition on to the City Council: “That’s history. … Nobody can debate that Nathan Bedford Forrest was a Memphian.” And he noted that Ramesses the Great, prominently commemorated in a statue in front of The Pyramid, had been a tyrant who enslaved Cohen’s Jewish ancestors in ancient Egypt.

Putting all this in even greater perspective was a subsequent suggestion made — with evident seriousness — by local businessman Karl Schledwitz, who proposed uprooting Forrest and his wife, along with the well-known statue of the general mounted on his steed, and moving them to Elmwood Cemetery. Aside from the ghoulishness of this — just imagine the clanking machinery showing up on NBC Nightly News as the disinterral got under way — it is hard to imagine an action that would be more inflammatory to the sensibilities of those Memphians who would oppose such a dramatic alteration in the city’s landscape. And make no mistake: This would be an ugly fight and would bring the worst possible kind of attention to Memphis. Just this week, at its national convention in Nashville, the Sons of Confederate Veterans pledged $10,000 to wage a legal battle against the removal of Confederate monuments in Memphis. Is this really the kind of publicity that will lure an International Paper headquarters to our city? Do we really want this kind of nasty squabble to define Memphis’ image on the national news? Surely, our civic leaders have more important things to attend to.

And more constructive solutions to the current controversy are at hand. It has been suggested by some that memorials and statuaries be added to the downtown parks that would pay homage to the African-American side of our history and to its many worthy exemplars. We already pay tribute here and there to the memory of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Perhaps more is required, especially given the fact that Dr. King made his ultimate sacrifice here. And Memphis history has been graced by numerous other black heroes who could be honored by appropriate memorials.

What we need is more, and more diverse, recognition of our history — not less. We can’t progress into the future by trying to cover up the tracks of where we’ve been.

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FROM MY SEAT

LEAVING THE GAMES BEHIND

I spent last week in a little slice of paradise called Corolla, near the northernmost tip of North Carolina’s Outer Banks. After the initial shock of visiting a beach where 4-wheel-drive SUV’s are as welcome as boogie boards (there’s nothing like the smell of salt water and exhaust fumes in the morning), my family of four and twelve in-laws had a week — almost sports-free — that reminded me of just why James Taylor had Carolina on his mind.

This being a sports column, I’ll offer one very casually observed factoid. At least in the Outer Banks, there is a portion of the Tar Heel State that is decidedly Virginia Tech country. I’m not sure if this is a recent Michael Vick-inspired brand of loyalty, but regardless, I saw more flags with VT than I did with NC. (Nary a Duke banner to be seen, by the way.)

Even on the list of Gotta See It Once American tourist traps, the Wright Brothers Memorial at Kill Devil Hills (near Kitty Hawk) is sacred ground. (Particularly for those of us for whom powered flight has made distant loved ones ever so reachable.) Wilbur and Orville, simply put, had it going on. With federal funds, physicists, and agencies around the globe being thrown toward the mysterious frontier of manned flight, these two bicycle designers from Dayton, Ohio, found the magical key: the combined stabilization of pitch, roll, and yaw. In the right place — with the necessary wind conditions the Outer Banks offered on December 17, 1903 — Orville flew his Flyer (what a visionary name!) 120 feet in the first powered flight, a trip that required all of 12 seconds. Wilbur must have been positively numbed by his 59-second, 852-foot journey three attempts later. Even with this towering memorial, I’d argue the Wright brothers’ discovery/invention remains one of the most underrated of human achievements. (The Wrights would have had a curious chuckle over the equipment problem that stranded by family in Newport News, Virginia, Sunday night: a faulty wing sensor.)

Despite no fewer than four televisions in our spacious beach abode, the sports world and your cyber-journalist were on different wavelengths last week. Other than a few CNN updates of Lance Armstrong’s pedaling toward seventh heaven and a Cardinals-Cubs game Saturday afternoon in which I counted at least two St. Louis players — John Rodriguez and Scott Seabol — who were wearing Memphis jerseys when I headed east, the week was spent as vacations should be spent: family visits interrupted by just a little more surf, sun, and slumber than we allow ourselves at home. (And reading! I managed to finish Conrad Black’s epic biography of Franklin Roosevelt, likely the finest study of human grandeur I’ll ever enjoy. FDR . . . now there was a war president, and so very much more. Mount Rushmore is missing its fifth icon.)

The beauty of turning away from pro sports for a week is you find yourself doing some participating. I tickled the twine (though not as much as I’d like) on my oceanside community’s basketball court, played some pass-and-dive football in the waves with a brother-in-law, and survived my first set of tennis since I became a father six years ago. I learned, racket in hand, the precise measure of nine years on an athlete’s body, as a 4-0 lead over my 27-year-old brother-in-law turned into a sweat-soaked, gasping-for-breath 6-4 loss. If nothing else, I know my age-group at the next tournament.

I was ready to catch up on all the scores, standings, and trade talk (Bonzi Wells for Bobby Jackson?) as we made our way back to Memphis. But get this. The airport at Newport News is without a newsstand. (A wall of week-old magazines can be found outside the lone pub.) So you might say my vacation lasted a few hours longer than I bargained for. And it’s safe to say the sports world’s loss was my family’s gain. Now, what’s this about Tiger Woods in England?

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KUHN WINS DEMOCRATIC CHAIRMANSHIP

It was mid-afternoon Saturday, and Harold Ford Jr., who was off somewhere else in Tennessee campaigning for a U.S. Senate seat, was getting a telephone report from his home base in Memphis about the Shelby County Democratic Party’s just-concluded balloting for a new chairman and executive committee.

The Memphis congressman was informed that the vote, conducted in a ballroom of the University of Memphis student center, had been top-heavy against David Cocke, the longtime Ford loyalist and former two-time party head whom Ford had personally endorsed for chairman. The congressman couldn’t conceal his astonishment. “I thought you said it’d be close!” he said. “What happened?”

The trusted aide who had given Ford the bad news followed with the kind of embarrassed shrug that could almost be heard across the long-distance cell-phone-to-cell-phone connection. “A lot of different things. What can I say?,” the aide answered and promised to spell things out in detail later on.

The runaway winner in the chairman’s race had been youthful activist Matt Kuhn, the beneficiary of an ad hoc alliance between a host of newly active Democrats who called themselves “the convention Coalition,” and an established bloc of Democrats – alternately called the Herenton faction, after Memphis mayor Willie Herenton, or the Chism faction, after political broker and Herenton confidante Sidney Chism. The latter group had vied for power with Ford’s own wing of the party for more than a decade.

The former group, the self-described “Coalition,” was one in fact as well as name. It was made up basically of two organizations – Mid-South Democrats in Action, a group of volunteers who’d been active for party nominee John Kerry in the 2004 presidential campaign and had felt short-shrifted by the established party leadership; and Democracy for Memphis, a local tributary of the reformist movement set in motion by erstwhile presidential hopeful Howard Dean, now national Democratic chairman.

Hard as the reality of Kuhn’s victory might have been for the congressman to swallow, he resolved instantly to accept it. “I can live with that,” Ford said. “Give me Matt’s number. I’ll call him.”

As of two hours later, when the victorious Kuhn was presiding over a Dutch Treat celebration feast with supporters in a sideroom of Zinnie’s East on Madison , the congressman had not yet gotten through. “I was talking on the phone with some Coalition people,” Kuhn explained. “And when I called back, he didn’t answer.” Outfitted with another of the congressman’s numbers, Kuhn promised to keep trying.

“A LOT OF DIFFERENT THINGS,” indeed. Here are a few of the factors that, by the testimony of some of those voting for Kuhn on Saturday, led to defeat for Rep. Ford’s chairmanship candidate, the mild-mannered and generally well-liked Cocke, and, indirectly, for the congressman himself:

*Dissatisfaction with Ford’s increasingly conservative voting record and rightward-tilting campaign strategy. The two groups making up the Coalition are, in the long-accepted vernacular, “yellow-dog” Democrats, convinced that the chief cause of the party’s electoral reverses in recent years has been the accommodationist politics of over-cautious Democrats.

*Resentment of the hardball “tactics” (a word heard incessantly on Saturday) pursued by Cocke’s campaign team, especially by chief strategist David Upton, a veteran activist and Ford loyalist who, rightly or wrongly, was blamed for a short-lived challenge to Coalition members’ party credentials, followed by a whispering campaign directed at the group’s predominantly white membership. “First, they were attacked for being possible Republicans, then they were attacked for being too white” was the scornful assessment of party veteran Calvin Anderson, an African-American member of the state Election Commission and a pro-Kuhn obsever on Saturday.

*A general desire to start afresh, in the wake of the F.B.I.’s Tennessee Waltz sting that netted several prominent local Democrats, including state Senator Kathryn Bowers, who resigned as local party chairman after being indicted with the others for extortion.

*An opportunity for the Herenton/Chism group to settle scores with the Ford faction, which had replaced former chairman Gale Jones Carson with Bowers by one vote in a bitterly contested showdown two years ago.

Carson, Chism, and various other partisans of the mayor’s were high-fiving each other and various Coalition members when the vote tally of the newly seated 67-member executive committee passed the halfway mark.

Heavy applause began when the number reached 38, at which point there were enough uncounted Kuhn voters still standing and uncounted to reach into the 40s. Carson would later put the actual total at 45. Upton insisted the total for Kuhn was “only” 41. (His own tally sheet, noted one observer, who peeked at it, contained the number 13 — presumably the members committed to Cocke — circled prominently.) Both Cocke and the other nominee, Joe Young, withdrew their candidacies before a handcount could be taken — meaning that Kuhn was ultimately elected by something resembling acclamation.

THE ACTUAL CONTEST HAD PROBABLY not been as one-sided as the final outcome favoring Kuhn. When delegates to the convention had earlier gathered in groups corresponding to state legislative districts to select members of the new executive committee, the voting edge was razor-thin here and there. Many a race was decided by the margin of one vote. and one member elected in District 85 – Chism’s home district – was actually determined by a coin toss.when the vote count itself deadlocked.

Even so, what Shelby County Commissioner Deidre Malone, another observer, called a “New Day” had clearly dawned – with new leaders, like the MDIA’s Desi Franklin and the DFM’s Brad Watkins, gaining election to a reconstituted committee that was manifestly weighted in their direction.

State Senator Steve Cohen, who followed up his rousing speech at last month’s party caucuses with another one to the voting delegates Saturday, pointed out the obvious about Saturday’s outcome – that it was hard not to see it as a rebuff to Rep. Ford, who had not only been Cocke’s chief supporter but had sponsored mailers in his favor.

Indeed, there was an undeniable contrast between the statewide and national attention fixed on Rep. Ford’s Senate race and his inability to get his own man elected chairman of his home county’s party. And the congressman’s Democratic primary opponent in the Senate race, state Senator Rosalind Kurita of Clarksville, had been on hand Saturday to give a well-received brief speech to delegates.

In the long run, of course, some of the party divisions on display Saturday will heal over, and a gallant Cocke made haste to congratulate the winner and pledge his support. Kuhn was conciliatory in his own post-election remarks, but was reticent when asked later if he favored giving a few party offices to members of the Ford faction when the new executive committee next meets to complete reorganization.

“I just don’t know if they’d buy it,” said Kuhn, gesturing toward a group of new committee members.

The new Shelby County Democratic executive committee – probably the first in decades to have both a white chairman and a white majority — promises to be somewhat more militant on political issues than its immediate predecessors, but still might be better positioned than previous committees to challenge Republican domination of the county’s suburbs.

That, of course, assumes that the oft-feuding Democrats will manage to forge a new unity. On a day when a Coalition Democrat like Franklin made a conscious effort to avoid being photographed in the vicinity of a group including Upton, it appeared that make take some doing.

But with a long ballot coming up next year, including races for governor and U.S. Senator, as well as countywide offices, legislative seats, and a lengthy list of judgeships, the incentives for said unity will certainly be there, and Kuhn, who plans to offer an updated party website and other innovations, will have a better than even chance of achieving it.

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The Magic Mountain

Growing up in Black Sulphur Knobs, in the shadow of Chilhowee Mountain in Blount County in East Tennessee, would be hard on any kid too sensitive for his own good – what with the isolation, the models of manhood, and, for religious relief, the Primitive Baptist Church. In 1987, growing up was doubly hard on 9-year-old Loren Garland, a 150-pound overeater, voracious reader, mama’s boy, and, let’s say it, sissy.

Loren’s “Mama” (there’s no “Papa” to speak of) is Opal Avery Garland, a 35-year-old whose “gender dysphoria” means she’d just as soon be a he. Loren’s aunt, Ruby, is a hard-drinking, cards-playing housewife, and Ruby’s husband, Dusty, is a land-grabbing, bull-dozing developer. Dusty’s son, Eli, is a fifth-grade alcoholic in the making, and Loren’s uncle, Cass, is a by-the-book redneck. Cass’ two-timing girlfriend, Delia, is the young sister of Carnetta, who’s taken a shine to Opal, who goes by Avery. And “Papaw,” Loren’s grandfather, is a foul-mouthed and seen-it-all old-timer. As for “Mamaw,” Loren’s grandmother: She’s up and died.

How do we know all this? Luther, Loren’s imaginary twin (or is it friend? enemy? co-conspirator? co-consciousness?), says so, the same Luther who narrates Bitter Milk (Picador, 195 pp., $13, in paperback) by John McManus, a 27-year-old East Tennessee native now living in Austin, author of two collections of short stories, and the youngest-ever winner, in 2000, of the prestigious Whiting Writers’ Award.

Bitter Milk is McManus’ first novel, and while it may have its biblical parallels with the Book of Job (as an introductory quotation suggests), it’s more a test of wills: that of Luther, who argues for flight, and that of Avery, who argues, by word and by deed, for fight, with Loren, suffering the first stirrings of adolescence, caught, confused. Or is it the three of them in concert against the wide, uncomprehending world? A world that values brute strength over book smarts, muscle over empathy.

It’s a hallucinatory, chapterless set-piece that McManus describes despite the store of spot-on naturalistic description, difficult perhaps for readers to first enter into but an unfolding depiction of the psychological, bodily issues at stake: issues of sexual identity and gender identity, of an individual’s formation and differentiation, of a personality “projected” or in hiding, of satisfaction and hunger, desire and shame, these issues among other challenges for young Loren: the response to authority, the possibility of friendship, and the duty to family.

Heavy-duty? Yes, but a book not without humor in the case of paddle-happy Miss Rathbone (Loren’s wreck of a fourth-grade teacher) and Mr. Ownby (the school’s take-charge principal who’s handy with a paddle himself).

You’re interested in reading one direction in contemporary American fiction? You’re open to fresh possibilities of narrative? You’re patient with a proven writer making his way into broader territory? You’re ready for a novel that ends with one of the more affecting closing statements of the year? See Bitter Milk. n

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Life in the Fast Lane.

In a ground-floor window in a building adjacent to the drag strip, there is, positioned beside large, glossy advertisements, a small homemade sign. It reads: “Rooster you da man!”

Randy “Rooster” Newberry stands about 20 feet from that sign directing cars into position, checking for seat belts and helmets, and every so often letting out his trademark crow. As two cars prepare to challenge one another down the drag strip here at Memphis Motorsports Park, Rooster is engulfed in the clouds of white smoke steaming off burning tires. Before the fog has even begun to clear, Rooster is signaling in the next two drivers, who are eager to see what their machines can do.

Test and Tune, the event which Rooster oversees, opens the drag strip to the public, giving everyone the chance to race. According to Jason Rittenberry, the park’s vice president and general manager, there are two distinct groups who show up for these events, which are held Tuesday and Thursday nights. The original concept was to have a space for the competitive racers who run their vehicles to test and tweak their performance. Then there are the kids. “As street racing became popular again, especially among the younger set, kids 16 to 22, we found that a lot of them were coming to the park,” Rittenberry says.

The drag strip is down the road from the Motorsports Park’s oval and dirt tracks and is a two-lane, quarter-mile course with bleachers on either side. In order to race, drivers pay a $15 entry fee and cars must pass inspection. About 35 vehicles are entered tonight, and some will race as many as a dozen times. The array of motorcycles and cars ranges from Suzuki “crotch rockets” to souped-up imports to American muscle cars and trucks, and even vehicles right off the lot. “I seen a fella bring in a brand new $30,000 truck,” Rooster says. “I said, ‘Man, you sure you wanna do this?’ and he told me if it broke, he’d just tell ’em he was pullin’ stumps.”

Serious Test and Tune racers invest quite a bit of time and money into their vehicles. “The guys who race every weekend probably put about $10,000 to $25,000 a year into their vehicles to stay competitive,” says Kenny Boyce, a longtime racer. Boyce, who has been racing in Memphis since he was a teenager, says being a dedicated racer is a lifestyle.

“My car is basically my wife,” he says. “I would love to see this place open later and more often so that more of the street racing could be done here.”

The Motorsports Park offers its drag strip as an alternative to street racing. Here, young drivers can race at the same speeds they do on the street, but under the eye of professionals and on a contained track. Interacting with professional staffers and racers, the kids might even learn something about racing and safety.

Safety comes first in the form of the vehicle inspection, but the next line of defense is Rooster himself. Before one race, he coaches a teenager who is smoking his tires, a technique used to heat up the rubber and provide better traction for the run. “You see Rooster? He’s makin sure no one has to go home and tell their mamma they broke her car,” says Doug Franklin, the park’s public relations director.

Rooster talks to everyone who pulls up to the drag strip, looking them in the eyes and gauging them with the concern of a boxing referee who might stop a fight. “I’m usually looking right at them,” says Rooster, “but they are looking past me, straight down to the end of that track.”

Rooster agrees that the track is a much safer environment for racing than the streets. “I wish I could find someone to sponsor these kids,” he says wistfully, knowing it’s impossible to secure big sponsors for local racers. “I want this place open more nights and from 9 p.m. to 6 a.m., ’cause when they get done here they just go straight to [the streets]. Between these walls, they can only hurt themselves.”

Trying to eliminate street racing probably requires more than just offering a safer alternative. “The kids like to feel like outlaws,” Rooster explains. “I know. I used to be just like them.”

The possibility of arrest, fines and loss of vehicles is not enough to deter many avid street racers. Kerwin Whitfield, who works with the Wicked Racing team, explains: “The problem here is they have the boards turned on, so people can see your times.” Street racers want to be able to go head to head, without their challengers knowing exactly what kind of times their cars are capable of making.

On the drag strip, two motorcycles are in a fast duel, topping out at 153 mph. In the parking lot, a crowd has gathered. “Beat that time? You can’t beat that time!” one man says to another. A third man steps in and ends the argument matter-of-factly: “Just tell ’em we gotta race.” n

Test and Tune is 5-10 p.m. Tuesdays and Thursdays at the Memphis Motorsports Park, 5500 Taylor Forge Drive.

Ben Popper