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Letter From the Editor: Minority Rules

One national survey after another tells us that the majority of American voters are moderate. For example, according Pollingreport.com, 62 percent of voters favor a 5.6 percent tax increase on incomes over $1 million and favor a mix of spending cuts and tax increases to fix the budget deficit.

Fifty-one percent of Americans think gun laws should be stricter; 31 percent say they’re about right; 7 percent think they are too strict. On abortion, 77 percent of Americans say abortion should be legal in all or most cases; 22 percent say it should be illegal. A recent Gallup poll says 53 percent of Americans favor allowing gay marriage.

In addition, 71 percent of Americans say the EPA should monitor industry greenhouse gases in order to keep our air and water clean. A majority believes climate change is real, though they are still somewhat divided on its cause.

The majority of Americans don’t believe taxpayer money should go to support religious or faith-based organizations. Only 25 percent don’t believe in evolution. A mere 28 percent of Americans have a favorable opinion of the Tea Party. A paltry 9 percent of Americans have a favorable opinion of Congress. A great majority of Americans say their top concern is the economy and jobs.

So why is there such a disconnect between what’s being discussed in our national dialogue (the GOP debates, for example) — and what’s being legislated — and what most Americans actually believe?

In Tennessee, the “small government” boys in Nashville spent the last session meddling in Shelby County’s attempts at education reform and killing the county health department’s Title X funding arrangement with Planned Parenthood. The county commission then gave the job to a religious organization that doesn’t (or won’t) meet Title X service criteria. The Republicans don’t want government involved in health care — except when God tells ’em to do it. Oh, and they are planning to focus again next year on creating more “gun rights.”

All this is the result of an unholy alliance between big business and social conservatives. They are pushing to eliminate any “regulations” that would put public safety ahead of profit and to put as much fundamentalist Christian thinking and Tea Party red meat into law as they can get away with. And it’s working.
“Minority rules,” anyone?

Bruce VanWyngarden

brucev@memphisflyer.com

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The Mormon Question

Recent expressions of political and religious prejudice against Mormons and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints have offered Mitt Romney a chance to play the bullied underdog — and to explain, as he did with clarity and dignity during the recent Las Vegas GOP debate, the meaning of the constitutional prohibition against any religious test for public office.

That won’t discourage Baptist conservatives or atheist entertainers like Bill Maher from making fun of Mormons and their faith, whose history and tenets certainly sound strange to outsiders.

But is there any real reason to be troubled by Romney’s religion? What does the career of the former Massachusetts governor tell us about the ideology of the LDS church — and what his personal beliefs may portend if he becomes the first Mormon in the Oval Office?

The complaint from the religious right — which has promiscuously allied itself with Mormon leaders to oppose reproductive and gay rights (and civil rights in an earlier era) — is that the LDS church does not conform to the tenets of Christianity as they see it. Pastor Robert Jeffress, the man whose anti-Mormon crusading has now taken him onto late-night television and the opinion pages of The Washington Post, says he prefers a “committed Christian” but doesn’t say why or what that precisely means.

Mormons may not share all of the tenets of Baptist or Methodist Christianity, but neither do Catholics or Episcopalians, yet fundamentalist evangelicals like Jeffress don’t seem to worry much about their role in public life. On issues that implicate morality, sexuality, and family, the Mormons are equally “conservative” and consider themselves to be Christians, too. They officially abandoned polygamy many years ago — and they seem to succeed more consistently in adhering to what they preach than many of their more orthodox brethren, if surveys of divorce, addiction, and teen pregnancy are accurate.

Those conservative principles, along with a history of extremist positions adopted by the Mormon hierarchy, have encouraged the perception of the LDS church as an ideological bulwark of the far right. Mormon leaders long encouraged associations with fringe elements in American politics, such as the John Birch Society, which still wields influence in the Tea Party movement today. And the ultra-craziness of Glenn Beck, himself a Mormon and a promoter of wacky LDS political theorists, has not improved the church’s political profile.

In practice, however, the Mormons welcome or at least permit a much broader spectrum of political and ideological affiliations within their ranks, even among the elected officials who share their faith. The highest-ranking Mormon in public office today, for instance, is Senate majority leader Harry Reid of Nevada, a liberal Democrat demonized by the Tea Party and the Republicans, who spent millions trying to defeat him last year.

The best example of Mormonism’s political flexibility, of course, is Romney’s own career (and that of his father, the late Michigan governor who was hardly a hardliner), which veered from the most liberal Republicanism to the harsh conservatism he currently espouses.

As an LDS bishop in Boston two decades ago, he staunchly opposed abortion; then a few years later, Romney became pro-choice when he ran for the Senate against Democrat Ted Kennedy; and then shifted again when he began to aspire to his party’s presidential nomination. Along the way, he designed and legislated a health-care program that ensures coverage to almost every citizen of Massachusetts and now repudiates that program (more or less) as an invention of Bay State Democrats.

The Romney family traces its lineage to the roots of the LDS movement, and today Mitt Romney stands at the pinnacle of wealth and influence in his church. His shape-shifting politics prove that however conservative most Mormons may be, they resemble most other American religious groups in tolerating a wide assortment of political views within their ranks — especially among politicians who succeed in achieving power. There are many reasons for concern about Romney’s character — including his hollow dissembling — but religion is not among them. Joe Conason is the editor in chief of NationalMemo.com.

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Memphis and Memphis

With the expected segue between last season’s exhilarating Grizzlies showing and the prospect of more this season having been stalled mercilessly and in danger of being aborted altogether, our city was badly in need of a morale-building entertainment to fill the breach, and Memphis the musical was it.

As our reviewers astutely noted, there was something less than a one-to-one relationship between the plot elements of the musical Memphis and the real history of Memphis music. Indeed, as local audiences watched the narrative of the Broadway show onstage at the Orpheum, as presented by a touring cast, one reaction was fairly common — a sense of “That’s not right. … No, that’s not accurate. … That’s not even close. …Hey, this is pretty good!”

For, as no few philosophers and saints have reminded us, there are facts, and there is the truth. And they are not necessarily the same thing.

Those same audiences, who, on a night-to-night basis, had to include a fairly generous sample of music-savvy Memphians, seemed to have no trouble suspending disbelief despite the numerous inaccuracies. And by inaccuracies, we’re making full allowance for the differences between fact and fiction. Just for starters, though: Country music did not get its due in the roots parade; the disparagement of  local “Christians” as reactionary Gloomy Gus types ignored the gospel antecedents of local forebears, both white and black (though the Rev. Herbert Brewster’s church choir got a significant hat-tip). And, most importantly, the musical’s score, even at its most exhilarating, didn’t begin to resemble the earthy stuff that actually came out of here and rocked the world.

Not in a New York minute and not by a country mile.

But still, you’d have to be a pretty hard customer not to appreciate the intrinsic tribute to the city that the musical represented. And the story line, based loosely on the life and career of Dewey Phillips, as close to being the ur-disc jockey of rhythm and blues and rock-and-roll as anybody else, was compelling. Though significantly different in presumed bio and persona from Phillips, the Huey Calhoun character had the look and feel (if not altogether the sound) of the real deal.

And there were several gratifying reminders to the old guard who actually remember Daddy-O Dewey — among them, Calhoun’s “Hockadoo” echoing Phillips’ “Dee-Gaw”; Calhoun’s madcap spiel for “Dupont Beer” close in spirit to Phillips’ for Falstaff Beer: “Yeassuh, folks, Falstaff Beer! If you cain’t drink it, freeze it and eat it or open up a cotton-picking rib and pour it in!”; and the TV-show sidekick with a ‘gator mask doubling for Phillips’ ape-masked Harry Fritzius.

The truest proof of the communion between the show’s performers and those who saw them here: In several performances, including the final one on Sunday, the audience applauded long and loud when the Calhoun character was told his radio show had hit number one in the ratings!

Memphis is gone now, and those who missed it missed something. But hey, Million Dollar Quartet, the Broadway show recapping the feats of Elvis, Jerry Lee, Johnny, and Carl is right behind it this spring at the selfsame Orpheum.

Dee-Gaw!

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Ab-BRA-cada-Bra!

Sheryl Hibbs has 43 bras hanging up in her Artreach Gallery in Germantown. She hasn’t gone crazy, nor is she catching up on her wash. She’s helping to fight breast cancer. 

“Bralapalooza,” an exhibit featuring decorated brassieres and sponsored by the women’s organization Hadassah, concludes Saturday, October 29th, at Artreach with two judgings for awards: People’s Choice and Best in Show. Forty-three artists submitted brajets d’art for a great cause. 

“Instead of burning their bras like people did in the 1960s, we encouraged the artists to glitz them and glam them and make them as crazy imaginative as possible,” says Marion Bessoff, the project coordinator for “Bralapalooza.”

With entrants bearing titles such as Old Jugs, Busted, Hang Em High, Steel Magnolias, Merci BeauCUP, and Ab-BRA-cada-Bra, the artists — or “bratistas” — are taking Bessof at her word. But the event has a serious purpose.

Hadassah funds breast cancer research in Israel. Locally, they administer the CHECK IT OUT program to raise awareness of breast cancer among women of all ages.

“We train women to go into the schools and youth groups to educate young girls about how to do the exams. We have a plasticized card that they can take into the shower. But the hope is that they are taking it home to their moms and grandmothers. We’re hoping to hit multiple generations. The truth is that breast cancer can strike at any age,” Bessoff says.

“People can take them home for whatever decorative reason,” she says of the bras featured in “Bralapalooza.” “They really are incredible works of art,” she adds.

Bralapalooza, Artreach Gallery (2075 exeter, germantown), Saturday, October 29th (759-9119). bralapaloozamemphis.org

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Here, There, Everywhere

Bridge Over Troubled Water” is such a deathless composition that Paul Simon will probably be remembered more for his densely hit-packed half-decade alongside Art Garfunkel in the sainted ’60s than for a solo career about to enter its 40th year. Tellingly, Simon & Garfunkel leads both Simon’s Wikipedia entry and his career overview in The Rolling Stone Encyclopedia of Rock & Roll.

But a better case for Simon comes from a cherry-picked selection of solo material, at the core of which is a trio of linked testaments, two that bracket his career — the 1972 debut Paul Simon and this year’s subtle, somewhat overlooked So Beautiful or So What — and the blockbuster in the middle, 1986’s Graceland, which will rival “Bridge Over Troubled Water” as Simon’s headliner.

This unintentional trilogy comprises not only the three best albums in a long, rich, somewhat erratic career but also forms something of a conceptual journey — from local to global to eternal.

With the eponymous debut, Simon signaled immediately that his solo career was going to take a different shape than the comparatively stiff, word-first folk of his ’60s work. Garfunkel’s choir-boy purity dispatched, Simon embraces rhythm and movement, with the reggae lilt of the timeless opener “Mother and Child Reunion” matched by the side-two-starting calypso snap of “Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard.”

Geographically, Jamaican excursion aside, it’s an East Coast record, with autobiographical New York City as epicenter. Simon names names — including his and his soon-to-be-ex wife’s — dispenses drug advice, bids adieu to an outer borough neighborhood girl (“Rosie, the Queen of Corona”), and suffers Chinatown misadventures. “I got the paranoia blues from knocking around New York City,” he confesses, climaxing his tour of post-hippie city life.

The musical exploration of Paul Simon set the stage for Graceland, which is not about touches and echoes but relatively full immersion.

Folk-rock, by nature, is lyric-focused, but Graceland is music first — literally, in that Simon apparently recorded rhythm tracks before appending lyrics. The album is about Ray Phiri’s guitar, Baghiti Kumalo’s bass, and Isaac Mtshali’s drums before it’s about anything.

Simon’s genteel but buoyant embrace of South African pop  was, much like inheritors Vampire Weekend a couple of decades later, easily mocked or dismissed by people who don’t actually listen to African music. But Graceland served as a crucial gateway drug for many curious listeners — this one included — opening the door for the epochal South African comp The Indestructible Beat of Soweto and then an entire country, then continent. Graceland is also, all by itself, beautiful.

A few mild lyrical acknowledgements aside, the non-musical content here is rarely African. Simon remains himself while letting the musicians he employed and the musical culture he embraced remain relatively whole. Most of Graceland doesn’t draw from South African pop; it essentially is South African pop, albeit a little less guttural, a little less tightly coiled, if possible, maybe even a little prettier.

Graceland‘s global — deceptively, almost uncomfortably “universal” — sweep is part musical, the union of American and African opening up at the end to include sympatico accordion-driven sounds both zydeco (“That Was Your Mother”) and latin (the Los Lobos-driven “All Around the World or The Myth of Fingerprints”), but it’s also conceptual.

The opening “The Boy in the Bubble” is a bundle of globe-trotting, visionary imagery that hasn’t aged much in the quarter-century since its initial release: terrorist attacks, turnaround jump shots, medical advances, “staccato signals of constant information/a loose affiliation of millionaires/and billionaires.” From there, Simon leaps from his Manhattan-Soweto foundation for a pilgrimage to Memphis, a beer-bellied American finding salvation in a Third World marketplace, a baby born in Tucson, a rubber-necking remembrance in Lafayette.

Simon’s So Beautiful or So What is a culmination that absorbs both Paul Simon and Graceland and then pushes forward. The album’s musicality is informed by Graceland and Simon’s subsequent international forays but is shaded rather than immersed, with a postmodern bent that incorporates sampled loops and percussive soundscape-production elements.

Conceptually, it feels personal in the manner of Paul Simon but shot through with reckonings with mortality. Full of more humor and detail than are typical of these kinds of records, Simon looks back with both gratitude (the final-verse message to his departed parents on “Getting Ready for Christmas Day”) and regret (“Rewrite”) and is thankful for a good marriage on a love song (“Dazzling Blue”) that memorializes a summer drive to Long Island.

But the core of a record whose title ends up being a choice presented as a challenge is Simon’s consideration of the eternal. This means speaking in the Lord’s voice, condensing creation into an even tidier package than Terence Malick did in The Tree of Life, and most of all envisioning “The Afterlife” as a form to fill out and a line to wait in before you’re swept away in an “ocean of love” and a fragment of song — maybe “Be-Bop-a-Lula,” maybe “Ooh Poo Pah Doo” — that Simon can’t quite recall.

Paul Simon

Mud Island Amphitheatre

Saturday, October 29th, 8 p.m.

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Feeding Fido

For Susan Lauten, a pet nutrition consultant in Knoxville, the problem of poor diet in dogs starts with a perfectly natural human impulse.

“It’s in our nature to think that you can’t possibly just open a bag of dog food and it be the best you can do,” she says. “Everybody feels like they have to add something, and then they feel better because they did.”

The problem, say Lauten and other experts on the issue, is that we tend to feed our pets the same way we eat, which results in large numbers of both humans and pets being overweight. As always, it comes down to portion control, exercise, not enough balance, and too many starches and sugars.

Richard Patton, another nutrition consultant and the author of several books, explains it in a historical context: “All mammals, including our pets, are exquisitely honed by evolution to deal with the environment they found themselves in, where food was very low in starch and sugar. It was about 10,000 years ago, which is just a few minutes in evolutionary time. The agricultural revolution meant that there’s a lot of sugar and starch available.”

To get just a little technical, Patton says a proper mammal diet would have about 6 to 7 percent soluble carbohydrates, but typical dry kibble pet food has about 40 percent. So a diet of only dry kibble greatly raises the risk of obesity.

It doesn’t help that the pet food industry is now a $50 billion business, meaning that large, profit-driven corporations are in on the game and might not care as much about balance and quality.

Shawn McGhee of Hollywood Feed in Memphis says it’s “a bit overwhelming to wrap your head around” the variety of choices. “The number of brands is enormous, but there’s a lack of transparency about what is actually in the product.” Hollywood Feed, he says, doesn’t sell “99 percent of the grocery-store brands.”

So what should we feed Fido? McGhee says he starts with age, size, and overall health. An old dog shouldn’t eat the way a puppy eats, for example. Then there are the “add something” and table scraps impulses, which Lauten and Patton both applaud, with reservations.

“If you’re eating a healthy, well-balanced diet and giving a standard percentage of it to your dog, that dog will be fed quite correctly,” Patton says. “If you’re using the dog as a cleanup for all the carbs you’re leaving behind, it isn’t going to work. You want to give him pork chop bones, some vegetables, and maybe a corner of your hamburger.”

Again going to a historical reference, Patton points out that “coyotes have been eating entire sage hens for 10,000 years. Bones are a great source of calcium.” Many products available today include ground bone, and he says chicken necks and backs can be eaten whole.

The idea of tossing veggies to a dog may surprise some, but Lauten insists on it. “It’s a great idea to give them fruits and vegetables as treats in between meals,” she says. “There are a lot of nutrients in there, especially if you do different colors. My dogs will knock me down for cantaloupe.”

Cooking for dogs or buying frozen or freeze-dried meat are also becoming popular, but Lauten cautions that “most of what I see on the Internet is not a balanced diet. There are a lot of people doing pet nutrition who don’t know what they’re doing. What I do is ask people what their dog likes to eat, then build a balanced diet around that.”

Dogs, of course, will always beg for food, but Lauten says this is often misunderstood by people.

“They are begging, but they’re not hungry,” she says. “In the wild, a puppy would be hiding in the corner, not allowed to eat. Being fed in a pack is about rank, and we elevate our dogs above us from Day 1. If there’s an uninformed party in the relationship, it’s not the animal.”

The other big obligation we have to keep our pets healthy is to give them plenty of exercise. Patton says that hunting hounds wearing GPS devices have been shown to run as many as 25 to 30 miles a day, two or three times a week. “So you can imagine that taking a dog for a 20-minute walk in the park isn’t beginning to tap that dog’s ability to exercise,” he says. “There’s no such thing as too much exercise.”

Of course, in choosing foods, cost is an issue. Most people will have to depend on more affordable kibble to some extent, especially if they have a larger dog. But more high-quality products are appearing in the marketplace to cater to a growing demand.

“I admonish everyone, to the extent their finances permit, to reduce kibble with the inclusion of raw, fresh, frozen, freeze-dried, table scraps, and even canned food,” Patton says.

McGhee says the commercial food industry is offering better products, as well.

“Years ago, and with most grocery-store brands today, the source was leftover human food,” he says. “But now a lot of natural products are going into our food chain, and the pet food makers are drawing from that.” He points to a company called Champion Petfoods, which uses whole, fresh, free-range chickens and also processes entire fish. “It’s about your priorities,” he says. “Is your dog a member of the family or just an animal out in the backyard?”

Ultimately, all three experts say that’s the real point: You want a healthy and happy dog, so feed it a balanced diet with reasonable portions and give it plenty of exercise.

Says Lauten, “I’ve picked up many a dog from flat in a cage to running around the room, just on nutrition.”

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Stars and Bars

Ever wanted to ask Jerry Lawler to make you a Gin Rickey? Or maybe you’ve been waiting to ask the mayor to make you a Mai Tai at the Mercedes-Benz dealership on Poplar while models walk around in the latest fashions from Laurelwood. It’s go time.

“STRUT! Memphis,” a benefit for the Community Legal Center, is a fashion show with celebrity bartenders such as Lawler, Mayor A C Wharton, newscaster Mearl Purvis, mega-lawyer Leslie Ballin, mega-doctor Susan Murmann, and some dude named VanWyngarden.

There are over 30,000 families in Shelby County whose income is between 125 and 175 percent of the poverty line. That means they can pay their rent, but they struggle beyond that. When they buy a used car, get a divorce, or run into landlord problems, the legal help they need is often out of reach.

Community Legal Center serves this niche by providing pro bono advice to people who do not qualify for Memphis Area Legal Services, which helps those below the poverty line.

“We have too many reports of seniors who have lost their homes or cars to scams. Very often the only thing that can reunite senior citizens with their property is free legal help,” Purvis says. 

In 2009 alone, the CLC fielded more than 5,000 calls, met with 143 clients at bimonthly clinics, and formally represented 400 Memphians with legal problems.

But remember: Not all celebrity bartenders are created equal. Ballin warns, “Attendees should order from the other bartenders. I practice abstinence. Since 2003, I have not woken up with a hangover or pregnant.”

“Strut! Memphis” Fashion Show, Mercedes-Benz of Memphis, 5389 Poplar.

Thursday, October 27th, 6 p.m.

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Fly on The Wall

N’Secure

If you are in desperate need of fabric to make a pair of pants, you probably want to visit this fabric store during the daytime. Because if you go at night, the mean old sign will laugh at your rooster and make it cry.

Doggy Style

Memphian Kimberly Lawson has been charged with sexually assaulting a German shepherd named Adam. According to a police report, neighbors observed him having sex with the dog at least three times in one hour. Witnesses say Lawson pulled down his pants, got down on his hands and knees in an alluring position, and waited for the dog to mount him. “I told Adam he didn’t do anything wrong,” Adam’s owner Caroline Morris told a WMC news crew. “It was the man who did wrong.”

Verbatim

File this under “F” for “fair weather friends.” Last week, as the weather shifted from warm and sunny to cold and rainy, home viewers watched a live video of Occupy Memphis protester Alexandra Pusateri fretting about a possible encounter between police and a crowd of five protesters. “We don’t even have enough people to do a ‘human mic[rophone],'” she lamented.

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What They Said

About “The Rant” and the Occupy movement:

“The U.S. government wants these protests to grow! Not only that, they want them to spread across the entire country and globe so they can bring in some type of ‘global governance.’ With the entire globe appearing out of control, this would be the perfect opportunity for them to do this with legislation through the United Nations. Watch! One World Order.”

Lucycocomo

About “Respiratory Disease Outbreak at Memphis Animal Services”:

“My pup that was adopted from MAS in late August 2011 had this and it was easily treated, one inexpensive pill in her food each day for one week. Her cough was deep and the running nose was constant and messy, and she fully recovered without any problems. I am glad she got out of MAS before they over-reacted and destroyed her for a treatable condition.”

jascochran

About “Good News From FedEx” and a comment from spokesman Jess Bunn about their SmartPost business “growing like a weed”:

“Did I read this right? FedEx’s business is growing weed?”

— TennesseeDrew

About “Fly on the Wall” and the woman who saw a vision of a dove in her homemade jelly:

“Not so much a dove as an Easter Peep.”

jeff

Comment of the Week:

About “Bike Lanes Touch a Nerve at City Council”:

“You’d think that Janis Fullilove would be all for bike lanes seeing as how she can’t drive a car.”


— Scott Banbury

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Mo’s Bows

Starting a business in this economy is tough. But for a 9-year-old who hasn’t so much as seen a mortgage statement, the market is a little more forgiving.

Enter Moziah Bridges, a fourth-grader at Rozelle Elementary who falls into the newly minted category of “kidpreneurs.” Last June, Bridges kick-started his career as a fashion designer with Mo’s Bows, a source for dapper bow ties aimed at playground pals and adults alike.

“I like to dress up,” says Bridges, whose sophisticated, black-rimmed glasses and panache call to mind the old-school soul revivalist Raphael Saadiq. “So I thought, Hey, why not make my own bow ties?”

Bridges totes his bows in an old suitcase with racks fashioned out of clothes hangers. Each style of bow has its own name: “Think Pink,” “Buster Brown,” “Beale Street,” “Paper Boy,” “Night Magic.”

He recently made a special-edition pink silk tie for Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and he delivered another of his ties to Fox 13’s bow tie-wearing weatherman Joey Sulipeck, who wore the gift on air. Next, he plans on sending a few of his ties to his pop idols, Justin Bieber and Chris Brown.

You can find a few of Bridges’ designs in his virtual shop on Etsy.com, but his mother admits that the process of uploading images and keeping the online shop up-to-date is time-consuming. You’re more likely to see a full array of Mo’s Bows at artisan fairs and sales around town, like this year’s Mid-South Unity Youth Fest at Mud Island.

The business is guided by the many women in Bridges’ life: After visiting his grandmother’s house to pick out fabrics and patterns, he sits down with his mother and grandmother (who taught him to sew) and starts stitching.

“He can sew a bow tie from start to finish,” says Bridges’ mother, Tramica Morris. “But there are some things he really doesn’t like to do, like the ironing. We’ll do some of that for him.”

And there are other moments where his age shines through. When it comes to manning the booth at artisan fairs, for instance, he sometimes gets distracted.

“He sells three or four bow ties, but he’s still a kid and he wants to get his face painted or eat cotton candy,” Morris says.

All the same, it’s clear that this is Bridges’ undertaking, and when his mother gets too involved, he is quick to assert his creative authority.

“When I get too hands-on, he calls me ‘momager,'” says Morris with a smile.

This is only the beginning for Bridges, who says he hopes to move on to designing suspenders and his own line of cologne. He’s also active in community theater and is in the process of starting a rock band with a few friends. What motivates him to take on so many projects?

“I don’t know,” he says. “I guess it’s in my blood.”