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Judge Gets Parties to School-Merger Suit to Look for Compromise, Sets April 19 Deadline

Chism with media after hearing

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The several parties to ongoing federal litigation concerning the ifs, whens, and hows of local school system merger will have to wait at least 15 days before getting their first ruling from U.S. District Judge Samuel Hardy Mays.

That’s because Mays, after conferring with attorneys from all the separate contingents on Monday, said he would wait to see if they could hash out a compromise agreement of some sort. That was his aim in summoning the lawyers back to his chambers for consultation, and he apparently made some headway, because nobody involved was saying anything afterward about it being impossible to work something out.

After a preliminary hearing last week, Mays had set today as a time for ruling on a request by Shelby County Schools and the state Education Department that the Shelby County Commission be enjoined from proceeding with their plans to appoint 25 members to a new interim all-county school board.

And the judge said that if the various litigants and defendants could not agree on a common course of action before 9:30 a.m., Tuesday, April 19, he would go ahead and issue his ruling on that date. If, on the other hand, an agreement was reached, that would obviate the need for such a ruling — and conceivably for a subsequent trial, for that matter.

Sidney Chism, chairman of the county commission and a spectator at Monday’s abbreviated hearing, commented afterward, “I think everybody would try to work something out, because, if we stay in court, it would be a long drawn-out battle and very expensive.”

Word from Chism and other principals involved in the litigation was that Memphis Mayor A C Wharton, an old hand at compromise, was taking charge of finding a solution. And, while nobody was willing to be specific about particulars, there was speculation about amending a key provision of the Norris-Todd bill, recently passed by the General Assembly and signed into law by Governor Haslam.

The bill’s validity and precedence over the private act which the county commission is relying on is one of the issues at stake in the current federal litigation (as well as in a separate federal suit filed last week that U.S. District Judge Bernice Donald will deal with). The bill establishes a 2 ½-year timetable for the merger of Memphis City Schools with Shelby County Schools, after which, in August 2013, the creation of new school districts in Shelby County would be enabled.

Members of the county commission have previously indicated that abolition of the special-district provision of Norris-Todd would make that legislation more palatable — although, as Lawrence Giordano, an attorney for SCS, pointed out, the law is a Tennessee statute and state government would have to be involved in amending it.

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Nicklaus’ Magical 1986 Masters Win

Frank Murtaugh highlights One for the Ages, a loving look at Jack Nicklaus’ final Masters victory in 1986.

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Happy Jack: Nicklaus and the Masters

“The decibel level when Jack Nicklaus makes an eagle just shakes the trees.” — Ben Crenshaw

This week’s Masters marks the 25th anniversary of the most significant victory in the history of golf’s preeminent event. The 1986 Masters — the 50th at Augusta National Golf Club — was won by the great Jack Nicklaus, of course. A new book, One for the Ages (Chicago Review Press), provides an account of a golf tournament that somehow made the finest player in golf history even more legendary.

Author Tom Clavin divides the book into sections named for the dates of each round, starting with April 10, 1986. But this is merely a formula for building toward a climax no golfer, golf fan, or golf pundit could have anticipated.

Upon his arrival at Augusta in 1986, Nicklaus — 46 years old at the time — already owned a record 17 major titles as a pro, including five Green Jackets as Masters champ. But he hadn’t won at Augusta in 11 years, and hadn’t won a major of any kind since the 1980 PGA Championship when, at age 40, he was already considered on the down side of his prime. In addition to American pros like Ben Crenshaw, Fuzzy Zoeller, and Fred Couples, an influx of foreign talent — including recent Masters champions Seve Ballesteros and Bernhard Langer — made the Masters field a veritable gauntlet for any golfer, let alone one whose best days were apparently a decade behind him.

One for the Ages takes the Masters (as institution) as seriously as it takes the Nicklaus legend, providing an historical frame for the brainchild of Bobby Jones, and detailing the relationship between player and golf course that proved so mutually beneficial to the Golden Bear and the only golf major to be played annually at the same club. Clavin contrasts the Masters with golf’s other three majors, each of them older, but each played on a rotation of renowned courses. The result is what amounts to a personality profile of Augusta National, 18 holes that come to life around golf’s greatest names, 18 holes that seem to especially embrace Jack Nicklaus. Says Gary Player (a three-time Masters champion), as quoted by Clavin: “When I think of Augusta, I think of great beauty. I’ve always said if they have a golf course like this in heaven, I hope I’m the golf pro there one day.”

Nicklaus hardly dominated the 1986 Masters, at least not until late in Sunday’s final round. Bill Kratzert and Ken Green set the pace on Thursday, with the Golden Bear six strokes off the lead. Nicklaus trailed Seve Ballesteros by six strokes after the second round, then found himself four shots behind Greg Norman after three. (Nick Price’s 63 stole the show on Saturday, overshadowing any TV coverage for the lurking Bear.) The drama on Sunday — Nicklaus trailed by six strokes with 10 holes to play — makes the last quarter of Clavin’s book impossible to put down.

Nicklaus’s first Masters championship (in 1963) came 11 years after Sam Snead won his second. His last Masters title (23 years later) came 11 years before Tiger Woods won his first. With four Green Jackets in between, Jack Nicklaus is as much a part of this event as the Hogan Bridge or Amen Corner. At one point, Clavin describes his subject as “a ghost of Masters past come back to life.” One for the Ages brings to life a course, a man, and a tournament that, for a special weekend 25 years ago, was more masterful than ever.

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She Doesn’t Miss Her Father-in-Law

Jack advises a woman over her lack of guilt over her father-in-law’s death.

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Jack Advises a Guilt-Ridden Daughter-in-Law

Dear Jack,

My father-in-law and I have never got along. When my husband and I first starting dating, his father accused me of corrupting his son. He didn’t support our marriage. When we got together for family events, he hardly ever spoke to me, which suited me fine.

When we started having kids, I never tried to prevent them from knowing their grandfather, even though he had never been anything other than a horrible father to his own children. Yet he always had something to say about the way we were raising them, where they went to school, etc. One time he tried to sign them up for private school, even offered to pay for it. That was the one time I put my foot down because I knew, from past experience, that he would pay for maybe the first six months and then tells us it was time we started paying. We had a huge fight about it.

Recently, Grandpa died quite suddenly. My husband was shattered. My kids are truly grieving because they loved their grandfather. I feel like a monster. His own kids always said they hated him, but at the funeral they acted like he was some kind of saint they would miss for the rest of their lives. I feel like I never really knew the man. Maybe if I had tried harder, been more patient, we might have had a more peaceful relationship and could have actually been friends. I just feel so guilty now that he’s no longer with us, especially about all the horrible things I said about him.

Guilty in Germantown

Dear GiG,

My father was a genuine bastard, probably the worst person you could ever meet. My hate for him made me who I am today. I made a vow at a very early age that I would never be like him and spent a good part of my life steering my course away from his star.

He lived long enough to be a crotchety old know-it-all without a good thing to say about anyone except himself. When he accidentally electrocuted himself (he refused to hire a contractor to do some work in his house because he could do the work better than any overpaid electrician), do you think I grieved? Just because there are good fathers in the world doesn’t mean all fathers are good. Some we are better off without.

I don’t know why dying turns bastards into saints, but this is common to our culture. Maybe it’s superstition – a fear of speaking ill of the dead. Maybe it’s just good manners to extol their redeeming qualities, even if you have to make them up. Nobody wants to go to a funeral and listen to stories about all the people the stiff hurt in the years he cursed this earth with his presence. It’s just not done.

Don’t feel guilty because you didn’t know he was about to die. I doubt, had you known, that it would have made any difference. All you can do is mind your manners and go through the polite motions of grief. Find something nice to say about him – he loved his grandchildren – and repeat it at appropriate moments. Those who really are grieving will appreciate it.

I suspect the real source of your guilt is your lack of grief. You know you’re supposed to think better about the dead, but in your heart you really don’t. If you’re like me, you probably feel profound relief. Don’t beat yourself up about this. You’re not a monster. You’re only human. Life goes on.

Got a problem? Jack Waggon can set you straight: jack.wagg@gmail.com

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GADFLY: Not to Hedge the Point, These Are Our New Masters

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How much do you think what you do for a living is worth, dollars-and-cents-wise? Putting aside the fact that most people think they’re worth more than they’re paid, are you worth the 20, 50 or $250K your employer/firm/business pays you. If you make $250K, you’re in the top 3% of all earners in the U.S.—-congratulations; you can take the day off (and you don’t even need to donate blood or write a check to United Way to do so). But, you’re still a piker, by some standards. How would you like to make that much money in half an hour? Yup, that’s what I said: make $250,000 in 30 minutes (and no, this is not an offer from some magnanimous Nigerian potentate). $500,000 per hour makes even some local lawyers’ rates seem like a bargain.

Well, believe it or not, there is a group of masters of the universe who do just that. No, I’m not referring to Bill Gates or Warren Buffet, the Sultan of Brunei or a Russian oligarch. They’re small fry, when compared to who I’m talking about. The group I’m referring to are hedge fund managers, the top 25 of whom made (hold your breath) 22 BILLION dollars in 2010. Of that August group, the highest earner made 4.9 BILLION dollars. Remember what I once said about the significance of “billions?” That’s more than the GDP of 40 countries listed by the World Bank.

And, how did he do that? Did he build the proverbial better mousetrap to make life as we know it better for society? Um, no. Did he provide employment for tens of thousands of people? Uh-uh. Well, then he must have contributed his fair share of taxes, right? Wrong again. In fact, until very recently, hedge fund managers benefitted from highly favorable (read: Bush-type) tax treatment. No, what he and his brethren have been doing is, basically, moving money around; a/k/a speculating. Not only does that do nothing for the economy, it has also been causing a rise in agricultural commodity and oil prices that have caused the recent spikes in the price of food and gasoline (you’re not still buying the “supply and demand” nonsense, are you?) which threaten to de-stabilize, if not explode, many teetering economies, not to mention endanger (or at least lengthen) recovery from the worldwide recession.

What possible reason could anyone have to make, or need, $5 billion in one year? At what point does untrammeled capitalism become a form of pernicious gluttony? Oh, and by the way: where is that socialist Obama when we need him to ”spread the wealth around?” Instead, of course, he and the Democrats (surprise, surprise!) capitulated to the fat cat party on extension of the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy. Boy, I’ll bet those hedge fund managers breathed a sigh of relief knowing they’d still be able, albeit barely, to put food on the table.

Hedge fund guys aren’t the only ones reaping bonanzas in our supposedly down economy. Corporate CEO’s saw their compensation increase by 27% in 2010 even while workers saw their pay decrease or only slightly increase. Even Lloyd Blankfein, the CEO of Goldman Sachs, and the face of the mortgage/economy meltdown,
got his $5 million bonus this year
. Corporations are reporting record earnings, in part because they downsized their work forces and outsourced many of their functions, all while avoiding paying corporate income taxes. And, let’s not even talk about what’s happening to unionized workers, particularly if they’re public employees. They’re starting to understand how the dodo bird must have felt.

You know income disparity in this country is pretty bad if there are 100 countries on the CIA’s World Factbook list whose “GINI” Index (a measure of such things) is better than ours. Much is being said and written about the fact that the top 1% of earners in this country make more money than 24% of the rest of the country. Put another way, 400 Americans have more wealth than 150 million of their countrymen, combined. These are startling figures, and, left unremedied, presage tremendous upheaval in our society. History (some of it as recent as the last several months) has shown us that, eventually, people reach the “mad as hell…not going to take it any more” point when a country/culture/civilization’s elites reach stratospheric levels of wealth (and its accompanying power) while their lower-class brethren struggle to make ends meet. The atmospherics are certainly indicative of our approaching, if not already reaching, that stage. It wouldn’t be all that surprising to find out that one or more of our very own economic aristocrats has already uttered the upper-crustian “let them eat cake” rallying cry in response to the travails of millions of fellow countrymen he undoubtedly considers to be peasants.

Our social fabric is fraying. The pitchfork and torch crowds have already started to gather. As evidence of that, I offer the recent uprisings in many American states by incipiently disenfranchised public workers, even as they watch the politicians who are responsible for their repression being wined, dined and subsidized by corporate oligarchs. The demonstrations in Madison, Wisconsin (which I take no small measure of credit for having instigated) were the first indication that the natives are getting more than just restless. Demonstrations in response to the foreclosure fraud debacle have already started, and threaten to widen in the face of what appears to be a forthcoming government whitewash of the practices of the bailed-out, big-bank fraudsters, even while foreclosures threaten to increase dramatically in the next two years and cause further turmoil in the housing market.

As for me, I’m going to test the market by seeing how close I can come to that magical $500,000 hourly rate. In the meantime, more cake anyone?

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Read all about Tokyo Grill, the departure of Piggly Wiggly, YoLo, and more at Hungry Memphis.

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Larry Finch, 1951-2011

Former University of Memphis player and coach Larry Finch has died. Frank Murtaugh has more on the demise of one the Tigers’ greatest stars.

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YoLo/Project Green Fork Gelato Winner

YoLo Midtown unveiled its five finalists in the Project Green Fork Gelato Contest yesterday, and the results were delectable, local, and totally grassroots.

After receiving 115 (!) gelato flavors, Margot McNeeley of Project Green Fork narrowed down the choices to the few that best represented PGF’s local, sustainable bent. Out of eight that were tested in actual gelato form, only five made the cut:

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Dad’s Jack, created by the mysterious and otherwise unidentified “Dad” — organic ginger root and Jack Daniel’s Tennessee whiskey reduction.

Anna’s Afternoon Amusement, by Anna Hatfield — Dinstuhl’s caramel and sea salt blended into McCarter coffee gelato.

Come Home, Honey, by Olivia Wilmot — local honey from Hughes Apiaries mixed into pistachio gelato.

Dining with Green Monkeys, by Stacey Greenberg — green tea gelato steeped with Jones Orchard apple butter.

Pearadise Lost, by Davis Kidd Booksellers — Jones Orchard pear preserves in pear sorbetto.