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Building Down, Building Up?

Joe Riley would be glad to know that the owner of the downtown Blue Monkey — destroyed in a fire earlier this month — plans to rebuild. And it’s not that he’s a fan of the restaurant’s crisps or the Friday meatloaf special. Instead, Riley values historic buildings — the one that housed the Monkey was built in 1900 — and takes his vacant lots and dilapidated buildings seriously.

The site of the downtown Blue Monkey, which burned down earlier this month.

“To ruin a whole block, it just takes one building,” he said at a Friends for Our Riverfront-sponsored lecture last week at Bridges Inc.

Riley is an eight-term mayor credited with breathing new life into Charleston. Under his leadership, Charleston changed from a stagnating Southern city into one alive with possibilities: The city experienced a downtown revitalization, a decrease in serious crime, the opening of Waterfront Park in 1990, and an artistic renaissance.

“It’s all about making a better place to live,” he said. “That sounds trite maybe, but a human being is in a better community if there’s a beautiful public ground to be inspired by. They’re in a better community if the city is safer; a better community if downtown isn’t desolate but is restored and has arts and playgrounds.”

Riley has used his authority from the street level up. In one case, a building gutted by fire was slated to be demolished. Even though it lacked structural integrity, Riley had the historic building restored, and it emerged as a catalyst, transforming the surrounding area into a hot commercial district.

“Every time we unnecessarily tear something down, we forever, forever, take away a memory for the community,” he said. “We need the … sense of place.”

Riley and Charleston are a pair that Memphis and Shelby County could learn from. If the two cities aren’t sisters, they’re definitely cousins.

Riley defined a great city as a place that “poor people and rich people love the same.” He puts a premium on beauty for that reason, saying that there’s never any excuse, especially when the government is involved, to build something that doesn’t add beauty to a city.

“People often wonder why [we worked so hard to restore downtown]. It’s not the tax base. That’s important. It’s not the jobs. That’s important. It’s the public realm. [Downtown] is part of the city that everyone owns,” said Riley. “If we let them go, then every citizen has lost something.”

During the restoration of an art deco theater, Riley wanted to include storefronts and a wider sidewalk. City officials objected, saying they couldn’t narrow the street because beer trucks often parked there to make deliveries. If the street were narrowed, other trucks and buses might have a problem getting through.

“So often in an American city, we say, ‘Let’s take care of the beer truck,’ when the real issue is how does the mother feel holding their child’s hand and walking down the street? How does the citizen feel?” Riley said. “The beer truck will find a place to park.”

That same sense of public ownership came into play when the city began the controversial Waterfront Park project, started after plans were unveiled for a dense commercial and residential development on the same site.

“Of course it was controversial,” said Riley. “Parks cost money; they take land off the tax base. When you design a park, one of the hardest things you do is to understand what is the purpose of the park. For this park, we knew its purpose was to be an inspirational, reposeful place for people in a busy city.” Now, people can’t imagine Charleston without it.

For a city to undergo Charleston’s phoenix-like transformation, it takes a lot of planning, attention to detail, and a coordinated vision. Certain things — such as sampling 50 kinds of gravel for a walkway to find the right color — could be construed as ridiculous, but in the end, add to the city’s character.

The trick, of course, is separating what’s really going to make a difference and what isn’t. And in Memphis, where sometimes single items or events are promoted as the way to put the city on the map, we are wise to be wary.

Near the beginning of his talk, Riley showed a slide of an old hotel and said it illustrated how the city had made a big mistake.

“In the ’50s, [they demolished] the historic Charleston Hotel where the Democratic Convention met in 1860,” he said. “One of our most beautiful buildings was demolished because they knew that to be a great city, you had to have a drive-in motel.”

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Keepin’ It Real

The casting director for MTV’s upcoming season of the Real World insists that they don’t have any characters in mind when they’re selecting people for the show.

“We’re just looking for charismatic people who can’t help being themselves,” Megan Sleeper says.

The crowd that gathered on Highland for the Real World casting call last week, however, came fully armed with the knowledge of what makes a good character on reality television and how they might be able to fit into one of those categories. For more than five hours, a line of young hopefuls waited for their chance to pitch their personalities.

The Flyer dropped by to ask what candidates felt made them qualified and what the Real World would be like if it was filmed in Memphis.

Marcus Miller, 21, Fort Campbell, Kentucky

“I think that I’ll get it because I’m such a good stereotype of the homosexual African-American. Of course, I would use my opportunity on the Real World as a platform to do good.”

Joaquin Tucker, 22, East Memphis

“I went and saw the house they used for the episode in New Orleans. It was way out in the suburbs. I guess that means if they ever had a Real World Memphis, they would probably live out in Germantown.”

Erica Holmes, 18, University of Memphis

“I don’t think I know exactly what they’re looking for. I’m here because I want to fuck with them.”

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Theater Theater Feature

Move It

Pilobolus is a small fungus that reproduces by generating a spore-filled bladder that ripens and then explodes with incredible force. Jonathan Wolken, co-founder and artistic director of the dance company Pilobolus, wants the company to be similarly awe-inspiring.

“When the company is creating a dance or experimenting with a movement,” Wolken says, “I ask myself, Will this make people’s eyes pop out?”

Pilobolus will be at the Germantown Performing Arts Centre on Saturday, October 1st, and will hold two master classes, in the morning and afternoon, before performing later that evening.

Wolken claims to have lost some of his physical energy with age, but his imagination seems to be running at a fever pitch. “Creating a dance is like cooking food,” he says. “You just keep adding flavors, keep spicing things. You never want to limit yourself.”

Wolken describes Pilobolus as an amalgam of theater and movement. This notion of multiple ideas building to a more powerful whole has been part of the company since the beginning. The group, which was founded in 1971 by students at Dartmouth College, has always relied on a collaborative choreographic process to generate its work. “To create a piece we go into the studio and we simply play. The process is intended to be less dictatorial than most choreography,” says Wolken.

Pilobolus’ GPAC performance will feature four pieces, one of which, Aquatica, is brand-new and another, Walklyndon, is one the company’s earliest works. “I think we benefit as a company by returning to these touchstones, these seminal works in our history,” says Wolken.

Walklyndon was designed as a colorful romp, performed without any music, only the sounds of the troupe’s rollicking action. The attention to slapstick and vaudeville and the sheer physical intensity mark Walklyndon as a classic within the Pilobolus repertoire.

The bill also features Day Two, a work created nearly a decade after Walklyndon. This work follows life’s trajectory, from its earliest appearance on earth to the moment when life took flight. The piece has strong narrative elements and was created through collaboration. “Most of the time we don’t come into the studio with a fixed idea of what we’re going to produce,” Wolken explains. “The dances are created first, without music.” The plot and music are then layered onto the dance. In the case of Day Two, Brian Eno and the Talking Heads provide the soundtrack to the primal atmosphere.

“I may be a lot older than I was when I started this, but I’m still in love with the insanity of movement, ” says Wolken. Insanity may seem like a strange word to use, but seeing Pilobolus live changes the way you think about your body. Pilobolus is a company that defies expectations.

Having been in the business for 30 years, Wolken knows the importance of creating a dance that can stand on its own. “The people in the company change over time, the river flows on. As we get older, we get wiser, and we have to start to let some of these pieces speak for themselves.”

Indeed, Pilobolus, based in Connecticut, is a great company because its appeal is self-evident. You don’t have to be a hard-core dance enthusiast to appreciate the power and ingenuity of form that Pilobolus prides itself on. This is dance that revels in the appeal of movement, not the conceptual framework that may surround it.

“We are a company that never employs smoke and mirrors,” Wolken says.

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The Next Big Thing in Sports

Memphians are used to seeing stories about big-dollar sports facilities such as Liberty Bowl Stadium, AutoZone Park, The Pyramid, and FedExForum. Now there’s serious talk of one that could make Memphians players instead of spectators.

Last week, the Salvation Army announced a $48 million gift from the estate of Joan Kroc, whose husband Ray was the founder of McDonald’s. Danny Morrow, area commander of the Salvation Army, told the Flyer that the Mid-South Fairgrounds is under consideration as the site of a 103,000-square-foot community center.

The Salvation Army was the favorite charity of Ray Kroc, and his wife’s $1.6 billion gift to the National Salvation Army for community centers across the country is one of the largest donations ever to a nonprofit organization. The Memphis grant includes $24 million for construction and $24 million for an endowment and operations, with the requirement that the local Salvation Army raise another $24 million.

Morrow said the community center would be modeled after the Kroc Center in San Diego, except that it would not include an ice-hockey rink. It would have indoor swimming, a gym, fitness room, performing arts center, child care, a Head Start program, a Salvation Army Corps (a church), and outdoor recreation and fitness.

“This will serve the neighborhood and the community at large,” he said.

A site has not been chosen, but the fairgrounds is getting serious attention in pre-development talks led by Kerr Tigrett, son of Pat Kerr Tigrett and the late John Tigrett, the driving force behind The Pyramid. Tigrett confirmed that the fairgrounds is being considered but declined to do an interview at this time.

Current tenants and buildings in the fairgrounds include the Memphis Children’s Museum, Liberty Bowl Stadium, the Mid-South Coliseum, the annual Mid-South Fair, Libertyland amusement park, flea markets, and a track and football field used for high school events. The old Tim McCarver baseball stadium was recently torn down.

The fates of the Coliseum, Libertyland, and the Mid-South Fair are uncertain. All are past their prime, and there was talk of closing or moving them before the Kroc Center came up. But they also have their defenders and their customers. The Kroc Center could force the issue and raise at least three new ones:

* Will public officials and their constituents be comfortable with the Salvation Army, a Christian organization, playing a major role on a public site, probably in partnership with other faith-based organizations and nonprofits?

* Can another $24 million be raised? Or even more than that if the community center is only part of an overall redevelopment of the fairgrounds?

* In a new master plan for use of the fairgrounds, should private residential development be part of the plan or should public property only be used for public purposes?

* Are other sites equally attractive, including the privately owned site of the old Mall of Memphis?

By way of disclosure, I am a contributing author of a five-year-old consulting report (and a bumper sticker promoting Midtown) recommending that the fairgrounds be turned into a community sportsplex modeled after Centennial Park in Nashville, the Mike Rose Soccer Complex, the Snowden Grove youth baseball fields in DeSoto County, or any other park or center that encourages people to participate in sports instead of watching them.

You don’t have to be a Midtowner or a futurist to connect the dots and to see the appeal of the fairgrounds as the site of the Kroc Center. The immediate neighbors are diverse, including Christian Brothers University, Chickasaw Gardens, Orange Mound, and the Cooper-Young neighborhood and commercial district.

The fairgrounds is reasonably accessible by car or MATA bus. If gas goes to $4 a gallon and sentiment builds for a light-rail extension of the existing trolley to nowhere that ends at Madison and Cleveland, one of the two proposed routes for an extension goes right past the fairgrounds.

Let the debate begin.

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Letters to the editor

Tim, Tim, Tim

Somebody needs to send Tim Sampson on a vacation. His “rants” have disintegrated into the same old Bush-hating crap week after week. Sampson used to tell jokes. He used to write about local stuff. He used to recommend stuff. Hell, even if it was the same crap every week, it was still funny. Now, it’s all Bush-bashing all the time. Take a breath, Timmy. Lighten up.

Marcus Powell

Memphis

Regarding Tim Sampson’s “rants”: I’d like to say how refreshing it is to finally hear someone stand up and be a voice in the darkness. So much of the mainstream media pussyfoots around what’s really going on, desperately trying not to offend readers and viewers.

Let’s face it, people: You voted a problem into office, and Sampson tells it like it is. Thank you, Flyer, for allowing him to rant.

Kristina A. Kennedy

Memphis

Government for

the People?

Abraham Lincoln said that we have a government “of the people, for the people, and by the people.” We as citizens should exercise our democracy by changing the mindset of citizen boards and commissions and elected representatives regarding the time that they have their meetings. While all of the meetings listed below are open to the public, these meeting times give special interests unfair access and effectively shut out participation by the majority of the working public.

The last two recorded meetings of the Air Quality Control Board have been at 1:30 p.m. on a Friday.

Memphis Light, Gas, and Water Division Board meetings are the first and third Thursdays of the month at 1:30 p.m.

The Shelby County Groundwater Control Board meets the third Tuesday of each month at 3 p.m.

The Land Use Control Board meeting starts at 10 a.m. on the second Thursday of the month.

The Memphis City Council meets on the first and third Tuesdays of the month at 3:30 p.m.

The Shelby County Commission meets on the second and fourth Tuesdays of the month at 1:30 p.m.

I believe that the public should be able to fully participate in government decision-making.  Perhaps it is time to have a “civic plaza” constructed in the geographical center of Memphis. All the above meetings would be required to occur in the evenings and on weekends at this plaza. This would be a positive step to restore our local government to the people.

James H. BakerMemphis

The Redesign

The new layout? The Memphis Flyer turns 30, gets a real job, moves to the suburbs, and immediately becomes old and boring? Or maybe it’s ironic professionalism? Everyone wearing suits in the office now? Ummm, so the joke’s over next week?  Chris Wood

Memphis

Editor’s note: Actually, we’re only 15. Think of it as teenage rebellion — going against type.

Cohen is Right

In Jackson Baker’s recent article (Politics, September 15th issue), I agree with everything Senator Steve Cohen says about Governor Bredesen and health care. TennCare roles should not be cut, and the war on drugs is primarily a war waged for the protection of the pharmaceutical companies. It is only a well-funded lobby that keeps this issue out of the press. Those with the most money always win. Like Cohen, I too despair of our local, state, and federal government.

Beverly Lowe

Memphis

Our Kind of Guy

In “Liberal Bias” (The Fly-by, September 15th issue), Bianca Phillips quoted Jonathan Lindberg as saying: “There is no balance in the Flyer.”

That is simply not true. When I defended Mike Fleming after someone wrote a not very nice letter about him, you printed my letter. And you have printed countless letters criticizing your views. If that’s not balance, then what is it?

I could go on and on, for I have saved every issue of the Memphis Flyer, so I would have no problem backing up my argument.

Arthur H. Prince

Memphis

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“I’m a songwriter”

“The dressing rooms are bigger and cleaner, and the money gets better,” says John Prine, comparing his life today playing swanky venues like The Orpheum to the never-ending barroom tour of yesteryear.

For three decades and change, Prine has explored the dark roots and comic branches of traditional American song craft, producing a masterful body of work that has earned him comparisons to artists such as Bob Dylan and Merle Haggard. His already scratchy voice has gotten huskier with age and rougher since winning a scary fight with a carcinoma located in his neck. The man who put Muhlenberg County on the map coughs occasionally, and it sounds ragged and raw. But when he talks about singing at his family reunion or his latest CD, Fair & Square — a satisfying lesson in Americana done absolutely right — he sounds as giddy as a schoolboy, like a man who still has an adolescent crush on his music, his fans, and his life on the open road.

“Sometimes a steering wheel is better than a guitar,” Prine says wistfully. “Driving is one of the best places to mess around with ideas for songs.” The author of such honky-tonk anthems as “Paradise” and “In Spite of Ourselves,” Prine has always counted on sudden bursts of inspiration in unlikely places. But these days he has been taking a more businesslike approach to touring and songwriting. The cancer scare brought him closer to his family, especially to his 9- and 10-year-old boys. He wants to be home so he can drive them to school even if it means keeping normal hours and going to bed at 10 o’clock at night. But Prine’s efforts to keep bankers’ hours are often thwarted by a muse that never learned how to punch a time clock.

“When I say I’m going to write a song, I can come up with any excuse in the world to do anything other than write a song,” he says, describing his approach as equal parts laziness and patience bound so tightly it’s impossible to know where one quality ends and the other begins.

“It’s a different thing when I sit down with [Memphis songwriter and longtime collaborator] Keith Sykes or some of my buddies in Nashville,” Prine says. “It’s more likely that I’ll actually make the appointment and I’ll have some fun and maybe at the end of the day we’ll get a song out of it. But I’ve never had any discipline whatsoever. I just wait on a song like I was waiting for lightning to strike. And eventually — usually sometime around 3 in the morning — I’ll have a good idea. By the time the sun comes up, hopefully, I’ll have a decent song.”

Now that Prine’s a homebody who tours on the weekends and tries to turn in early, 3 a.m. lightning strikes don’t mean as much as they used to, and once in a while, though never for very long, he wonders how much water is left in the creative well.

“Sometimes, I feel like I’ve run the sucker dry,” he says with a belly laugh. “But then something will come along and prove me wrong. When you go for a while without writing you start to forget how simple and how basic it is. It’s easy to dress a simple thing up and make it a tough thing to do.”

To define simplicity Prine recounts a recent visit to the Country Music Hall of Fame to watch another legendary songwriter and performer, Tom T. Hall, play his farewell concert. Country music’s fabled “storyteller” invited Prine on stage to sing “Paradise,” a song that Hall recorded in 1976. Prine’s reverence for Hall reminded him of the song’s humble origins.

“I wrote it just to get my father’s attention,” he says. “Whenever I took out my guitar, Daddy would ask for Hank Williams or Roy Acuff, and I wrote that song just to say, ‘Hey, look at me, I’m a songwriter too.'” When the intent is clear and simple, Prine says, people take notice.

Prine cut his teeth in Chicago’s folk scene before getting soulful with Stax guitarist Steve Cropper and cutting rockabilly tracks under the knowing eyes of Sam and Knox Phillips, and he swears he knew more about writing songs 25 years ago than he does today. At this point in time, he seems surprisingly thankful for the good fortune of never charting a national hit.

“When you have a hit, people use that as a watermark,” he says. “I think that bogs you down. Everything after that’s just not up to par.” On the other hand, the expectations of rabid fans can put as much pressure on a touring artist as a recording label.

“I’ve had periods when I felt I’d been carrying some of the older songs for a long time, and I was tired of them,” he says. “But after I went through my cancer scare, my voice dropped a little and I couldn’t sing my old songs in the place I was so comfortable with. I had to tune the guitar way down and take almost a conversational tone. Some of the old songs became totally brand-new to me. All of a sudden I was saying, ‘Wow, that’s really good.’ Imagine how good it would have been if I used different chords.”

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Coppers and Choppers

It was a safe weekend to be at the mall.

More than 60 officers from the Memphis Police Department, the Shelby County Sheriff’s Office, and out of state converged on Wolfchase Galleria to compete in a motorcycle rodeo.

The River City Challenge, jointly organized by local law enforcement and Carnival Memphis, is the first in what the groups hope to be an annual event, with all the proceeds going to Carnival Memphis’ Children’s Charity Initiative.

As I get out of my car, I am greeted by the sound of revving bike engines and Metallica blasting from a convertible party bus. I try awkwardly to make my way across the parking lot to where the officers are lining up to start their runs. As the riders maneuver with remarkable precision, turning their large Electra Glide and Road King motorcycles in the space of inches, I creep around the edge of the cones like a timid rodeo clown at his first big show.

MPD’s Chuck Nelson, one of the co-chairs of the event, describes the rodeo as a competition of riding skill and speed. Each bike gets two runs on a course organized into five sections, all of which must be ridden consecutively. The five loops each present a different challenge to the rider.

 “The patterns are definitely taken from real-life situations. A large part of this event is giving our officers a chance to work on their skills and safety,” said Nelson, “with the added bonus that this is a competitive environment.” 

A crowd is lined up along the edge of the parking lot, and they holler encouragement during each run. Carol Truhan, one of the few female riders, finishes a near perfect run and is greeted with loud applause.

Truhan, who has been with the Sheriff’s Department since 1996, explains that a good ride is all about getting in the groove.

“When you pull in, you have to aim your tire for that sweet spot. If you can do that, you can steer pretty well with just your eyes and head,” she says.

The final two riders slalom through these intricate patterns of cones, often pitching their bikes back and forth at such a precarious angle that I can hear their metal footbars grinding along the surface of the parking lot.

“If you ain’t scraping the ground you aren’t going to make it through some of these courses,” said Rodney Askew, a motorcycle cop with the MPD.

In the end, Askew decides to give the crowd a rodeo farewell. Mounting his bike like it was a surfboard, he rides the course standing up, giving all the riders present something to practice for next year.

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Opinion The Last Word

The Rant

Oh, dear. I am going to have to address this. Immediately. Someone wrote to someone at this paper with the accusation that someone on this staff may have tried to “speak to me” about my criticism of the Bush family in order to hush me up because I haven’t mentioned in a while that Barbara Bush’s face is still on the dollar bill. Whoever you are, are you nuts? You think I am giving them a break? But aren’t you fabulous, thinking that I need to dig in even more on the great unwashed Texas political family? In fact, I was just looking for my atlas to see how close Crawford, Texas, is to the coast. Not that I want Hurricane Rita to actually hit the most visited vacation ranch in the nation, but it could be a good place to send thousands of people who have been forced to evacuate. They could while away the days riding around on mountain bikes and posing with the commander in chief and even practice walking the way he does, always looking like he is racing to the nearest bathroom because he’s about to have an accident. Have you ever noticed that? It’s like a sack of Krystals has just hit him all at once. Evacuees could be put to work clearing brush and mending fences. And Barbara Bush would at least let them all eat cake. But enough about those people. It takes all kinds to make up the world and if there were no bad we would never really be able to fully experience the good. And there is plenty of good out there in the world. In fact, I just saw something jaw-droppingly amazing on television. It was an advertisement for an insurance company, whose services I have paid for before and whose name will go unmentioned. The commercial’s scenario (which the graphics claimed is a “true story”) was that a hurricane had hit and a man who had diabetes and needed to keep his insulin chilled was greeted at the door of his beautiful home by one of the insurance company’s agents, who, in the aftermath of the hurricane, had hand-delivered hard-to-find ice to help keep his medicine chilled. Now, isn’t that sweet? And maybe it did happen. And no, the company is not running this commercial to try to sell you insurance. They are just pointing out what a good corporate American firm they are. Do these vultures think you are really going to buy this mess — not to mention their insurance policies? Does it not seem just a tad tasteless to be running these commercials right now? Talk about trying to take advantage of people’s fears. I guess “Halliburton Is Happy To Rebuild!” spots are next. Wonder how much they paid to run that spot on national television (on CNN, no less, during the coverage of Katrina’s aftermath), money that could have been donated to the Red Cross. But I guess I’m just being grumpy. And there really are a lot of good people out there doing a lot of good things right now, in the middle of what seems to be Armageddon. Like Mayor Lyda Ann Thomas of Galveston telling people to take their pets with them and telling bus drivers evacuating the residents to take their families along and staying there herself with the police department to take care of her city and those who couldn’t manage to get out. Love her. And, as I have mentioned on this page before, the people of Memphis really deserve a big pat on the back. I’ve met several people displaced here from New Orleans and they just rave about the hospitality. Sure, there’s the element that preys on their vulnerability, and they will get what they have coming to them before it’s all over, but by and large the people of Memphis have opened their arms and wallets to do whatever can be done to help. Which is why I think we should secede from the rest of the country. We could be a city that refuses to pay income taxes that are used for war. We could allow gay marriage and legalize marijuana and outlaw SUVs except for families with two or more children. We could be the Amsterdam of the United States and actually be civilized. We could have our own Supreme Court. We could require a really high cover charge for anyone who wants to come into our utopia and have plenty of revenue for such things as free health care, although we already have something similar to that on a limited scale with the incredible Church Health Center. Think about it. The Emerald City on the Mississippi. It’s never to late to dream.

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GADFLY

IS FRIST ETHICALLY CHALLENGED

Our senior senator, William Frist, has now hit the ethics trifecta. With the announcement last week that both he and his family’s company, the health-care giant, HCA, are under investigation by the U.S. Justice Department and the S.E.C., for possible insider trading in connection with his sale of HCA stock (more about that later), the good Senator has now arrived at “third time is a charm” territory insofar as investigations are concerned. He is now in a neck and neck race with his counterpart in the House, Tom Delay, to see who can rack up the most investigations.

Remember HCA? That’s the Nashville-based health care giant started by Frist’s family that in 2000 and 2003 agreed to pay what was, at the time, the largest government fraud settlement in history, nearly $2 billion in civil and criminal fines and penalties, to settle allegations of medicare fraud.

As a part of the settlement of fraud charges, HCA agreed to enter into a comprehensive “corporate integrity agreement” with the federal government, which applies to its business practices and conduct, and which applies to all officers, directors and employees of the company. Included in that “CIA” is a provision governing “insider trading and securities trading,” which states:

Securities law and HCA policy prohibit individuals from trading in the marketable securities of a publicly held organization or influencing others to trade in such securities on the basis of non-public, material
information. These restrictions are meant to ensure the general public has complete and timely information on which to base investment decisions.

More about that, later.

While the presses hum with information, suspicion and innuendo about Frist’s propitiously (one might even say, serendipitously) timed sale of his HCA stock just a month before the market was let in on the secret about the dramatic downturn in the company’s revenues, (after which the price of the stock plummeted), less attention has been paid to the fact that investigations are being conducted into other aspects of Frist’s conduct. One of those investigations is being conducted by the Federal Election Commission as a result of the complaint filed last June by a liberal advocacy and litigation group, Citizens for Responsibility and Ethics in Government (how ’bout that for a double oxymoron)against Frist and his 2000 campaign committee for their failure to report, according to the complaint (as required by federal election law) a $1.44 million loan he had his ’94 and ’00 campaigns take out to repay him, personally, for loans he had previously made to his campaigns.

The complaint doesn’t say what was used for collateral (certainly not HCA stock), but it does refer to the fact that he invested $1 million in surplus campaign funds (in anticipation of his ’08 presidential run) in a mutual fund managed by Charles Schwab which promptly proceeded to hemorrhage money in an up market, apparently because, in the opinion of some, it wasn’t properly diversified. The FEC has the ability to impose a variety of sanctions for violations of the act it administers, or to make no adverse findings, but its 3/3 Republican/Democrat composition has stalemated it, and it has been criticized for being glacially slow disposing of its cases. (NOTE: In a report released on September 26th, 2005, Citizens for Responsibility and Ethics in Government issued a report titled “Beyond Delay, The 13 Most Corrupt Members of Congress,” naming Frist among those 13).

Next is the investigation, not widely reported, of Frist in his capacity as a physician by the Tennessee Division of Health Related Boards Investigations in connection with the remarks he made on the floor of the U.S. Senate on March 17, 2005, regarding Terry Schiavo (those authorities will neither confirm nor deny the existence of their investigations).

In case you’ve forgotten that episode, Frist said:“I close this evening speaking more as a physician than as a U.S. Senator…persistent vegetative state, which is what the [Schiavo] court has ruled, I say that I question it, and I question it based on a review of the video footage which I spent an hour or so looking at last night in my office here in the Capitol. And that footage, to me, depicted something very different than persistent vegetative state.” He made other remarks during that speech on the Senate floor which were questionable, both about the history of the case and about the medical standards for the diagnosis of PSV.

Frist’s remarks raised a storm of controversy, both politically and medically. Doctors are only supposed to express diagnoses when they have a professional basis to do so (i.e., when they’ve examined a patient, and reviewed their medical records, neither of which Frist had done with respect to Schiavo), and when they are qualified by training and experience to do so (in this case, by being board-certified in a neurological specialty, which Frist was not).

In expressing his Senate armchair opinion, Frist was also calling into question the diagnoses rendered by competent court-appointed specialists who had examined both her and her records and concluded that Ms. Schiavo was indeed in a PVS. The medical profession does’t like it when doctors impugn each other, or for that matter, when they express off-the-cuff opinions that contradict studied diagnoses. The expression of that disfavor is the Tennessee Medical Practices Act which prohibits “unprofessional, dishonorable or unethical conduct.” The result was complaints filed not just by lowly lay people, but by physicians as well with with the medical board’s investigative body.

To add insult to injury, the results of the Schiavo autopsy showed that not only was she undoubtedly in a PVS when she was alive, but that her brain had shrunk to less than half its normal size, and thus could not have supported brain activity anywhere close to what Frist described. Schiavo’s autopsy report indicates that her brain was even smaller than was Karen Ann Quinlan’s (the prior cause celebre for the competing right to life/die camps) when she died. You’d think that would have caused Frist to apologize (or at least retract) his remarks on the Senate floor, but instead Frist dealt with the autopsy findings by trying to deny his prior statements. Pat Robertson undoubtedly learned how to deny his very public call for the assassination of Hugo Chavez from watching Frist’s post-autopsy behavior.

The investigation of Frist for “insider trading” is a bit more complicated, and unlike campaign finance and medical practice laws, is something I actually know something about, having participated in insider trading investigations when I was a young buck at the S.E.C.’s enforcement division in Washington. A couple clarifications first. There is no such thing as “inside information,” or “insider trading,” sexy as they may sound. The term that applies here is “material non-public information,” and it is a term that has only recently been explicitly defined in federal statutory law, having been written previously into the securities laws by what some might consider “activist” courts.

The theory is that the market operates best (and most fairly) on a playing field that isn’t tilted by the use of significant information that only the privileged few manage to obtain. Those privileged few are defined as persons who, by reason of having a fiduciary relationship (i.e., trust and confidence) to a company or its stockholders, have special access to information that isn’t available to the rest of us. The list of positions that have such a fiduciary relationship is long, but given his large position in the company’s stock, and his special relationship with the company, its founders and directors, that list obviously would include him. And, of course, as in the Martha Stewart case, a person can become an “temporary” insider, or a “tippee” of such information, as happened in her case when her broker got wind of non-public information about the stock of a company, which she traded on just before the information became public, and the company’s stock tanked. However, Martha didn’t go to jail because she traded on that information; she went to jail because she lied to government investigators about it, and as she might put it, that’s not a good thing. It’s also an object lesson for anyone caught in the net of an insider trading investigation.

Certainly, one of the defenses to the charge that Frist traded on the basis of inside information is that he had a separate, independent reason for wanting to sell the stock (i.e., to eliminate conflict of interest charges in anticipation of his ’08 run). It may be too late for that, though, since the record shows that he’s been neck-deep in health care issues since his election in ’94, including the Medicare drug prescription benefit (which he voted for), the drug re-importation bill (which he voted against) and a bill allowing patients to sue HMO’s (which he voted against), all of which benefited HCA.

It’s hard to imagine a hospital chain benefiting more from anything than it will from the Medicare drug program which, in its eminent wisdom, the Republican Congress prohibited from negotiating lower drug prices. He has also been in the forefront of attempts to limit medical malpractice liability, a significant cost to a hospital chain (indeed, according to its annual report, HCA paid out $268 million and reserved $1.2 billion in 2004 for such claims—almost as much as its total net profit for that year), and of particular interest to HCA which owns one of the largest medical malpractice insurers in the country. And, let’s not forget his membership on the health care subcommittee of the Senate finance Committee and the many accomplishments in the health care arena touted by the senator on his own web site. All in all, Frist may be more than a day late and a few dollars short of being able to use the conflict of interest issue as an explanation for the timing of his stock sale.

The other defense the law makes available to Frist is instructing “another person” to sell his stock, and here is where the issue of the relationship between Frist and the trustee of his “blind” trust comes in. Published stories trumpet the informational porousness of the trust, indicating he had more knowledge, and more control over the decisions of the trust, than a truly “blind” trust would allow, and raising questions about whether he violated Senate ethics rules in the way the trust was handled. One expert called it a seeing-eye trust.

Frist, and HCA, can now look forward to having government investigators crawling all over them (like they did during the earlier medicare fraud investigations), poring over every imaginable record (and many unimaginable ones—credit card receipts, for example, have been helpful in some insider trading cases)in minute detail, taking depositions (complete with perjury and 5th Amendment warnings)of potentially hundreds of people privy to information about the events that led up to the sale of Frist’s stock, all in order to determine, in the manner that another senior senator from Tennessee once famously asked, “what did they know and when did he know it?” While many are jumping the gun by expressing skepticism that Frist could be so foolish as to exploit his insider status in this way, let me assure the reader that the annals of “insider trading” cases are full of people who thought, either in spite of their prominence (or because of it) that they could get away with it.

Insider trading investigations aren’t something prominent Republicans are unfamiliar with. President Bush was investigated for insider trading when, in 1990, he sold the stock of a company (Harken Energy Corp.) shortly before it announced a dramatic loss. The SEC found no wrongdoing on that occasion, and may well do the same this time around, but having been there, I can tell you it won’t be because of who they’re investigating.

Another potential, but as yet publicly undisclosed problem, both for Frist and for HCA, is the “CIA” I mentioned earlier, and its policy on insider trading. If Frist violated the statutory ban on “insider” trading, he, and by association, the company may have also violated the CIA, which would give rise to all kinds of other potential punitive measures under the terms of settlement of the fraud charges, over and above anything available under the statute. And then, of course, there will be the inevitable class action lawsuits, alleging that Frist’s conduct harmed investors who weren’t privy to the same information at the same time as Frist was when he engineered his sale. (Now, if only Frist can get the Senate to act on “tort reform” before that happens!)

Added to his stem-cell flip-flop on woes, it seems likely, to say the least, that these investigations won’t have a salutary effect on the senator’s candidacy for the ’08 presidential nomination.

UPDATE

The S.E.C. this week authorized the issuance of a formal order of investigation in the Frist matter, turning it from an “informal inquiry,” into a full-blown look-see, with attorneys, accountants, market surveillance analysts and other S.E.C. staff members now being authorized to issue subpoenas and take sworn testimony. This was a significant step since an informal inquiry carries none of the compulsive powers with it, and is just a preliminary examination of the circumstances surrounding a possible securities law violation. However, once the staff is satisfied that there may be a fire underneath all the smoke, they can ask the Commission for authority to ratchet up the investigation, and if one of the five commissioners is satisfied, based on the presentation made by the staff, that the investigation should go to the next step, it does.

Many informal inquiries never become formal investigations, and many formal investigations never become court cases, but the fact that an all-out investigation will now take place can’t be very comforting to Senator Frist. And, given the fact that investigations in insider trading cases can be lengthy (Martha Stewart’s took nearly two years), the senator, as TV detectives used to say, should probably not think about leaving town anytime soon.

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CODE RED

For quite
some time, the Shelby County Commission, spurred on by the “smart growth’
rhetoric of county mayor A C Wharton and by Commissioner Deidre Malone’s
proposal for an outright moratorium, has been inching its way toward the
imposition of fair and reasonable standards to govern new development in Shelby
County. Almost despite itself, the commission took something of a leap in that
regard on Monday.
            Late in the
debate on a resolution to provide a “model” to identify locations where
development should be either “encouraged or discouraged,” Commissioner Julian
Bolton successfully proposed that the commission adopt a color-coding system to
map prospective development sites. The color red would be used to indicate
those areas where development would be most ill-advised, because of such
factors as inadequate infrastructure, the prospect of school overcrowding, or
insufficient projected property-tax revenues. Orange would indicate a somewhat
lesser degree of caution, and so on through the color spectrum.
            Bolton was
asked later on: How would such non-binding distinctions be an improvement over
the current system whereby negative recommendations by the Land Use &
Control Board and the Office of Planning and Development are frequently ignored
by the commission?  It’s a matter of
imagery, Bolton answered. “How can somebody run for relection if you’ve got a
public record of his voting over and over for projects that had red flags on
them? People can understand something like that.”
            The
commissioner, who used frank language on Monday concerning the need to put the
interests of taxpayers ahead of those he called “capitalists” and “profiteers,”
may have something there. Meanwhile, chairman Tom Moss, who expressed some
measured doubts about the resolution on Monday, is on hand to provide necessary
contrasts as the debate continues to unfold.

 

THE RIGHT MOVE

            “This project is going forward,”
said  Governor Phil Bredesen to
tumultuous applause  Thursday night. The
subject was a proposal for state funding to begin the process of transplanting
the law school of the University of Memphis 
to a downtown location, upgrading it in the process.
            The
audience which heard this happy news, at a fundraising event for Bredesen at
the East Memphis residence of city councilman Jack Sammons, included many
representatives of the University of Memphis, who hatched the relocation
project earlier this year in an effort to shore up the school’s long-term
accreditation.
            The
American Bar Association had put the university on notice that its present law
school facilities on Central Avenue were considered inadequate. Among other
problems, a rainy day would cause New Orleans-style flooding in the building’s
basement, where the law school library is housed.
            The
move, into the landmark Post Office building on Front St., which would be
extensively renovated for the purpose, would ultimately cost some $41 million,
said Law School dean Jim Smoot, one of several university officials
to have lobbied the governor on the point.
            It
would be money well spent, and we congratulate the budget-minded governor for
making the project a priority.

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