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Politics Politics Feature

Letting It Go

Unsurprisingly, Paul Young evoked two parallel concepts in his inaugural address as mayor. He spoke of the specter of crime and its continuing threat to the community. And he spoke of that community’s crying need for a restoration of unity. More surprisingly, he rooted that unity in a memory of an almost forgotten Memphis, of a city that once was officially celebrated not only as one of the nation’s safest places but, formally, several times, as the nation’s cleanest city.

“We all feel it, the city feels like it is in a crisis. The chaos has taken a toll on our collective psyche; it threatens to derail all of the progress of what Memphis can be, we are Memphis, and the future depends on what we do right now. … Together, we can make history, we can make America’s largest majority minority city … America’s safest city. We can make that America’s cleanest city, we can make that America’s city with the fastest growing economy … it’s not going to happen tomorrow, but it will happen.”

And this is a man who asked us to remember that he entered the mainstream of life as an engineering student, who converted that aspect of his being into a knack for social and civic engineering, and who has spent many of his professional years in city and county jobs that called for the re-engineering of housing and neighborhoods — and, indeed, of urban attitudes.

Let us hope that he is thereby ideally equipped to help us remake ourselves as a people.

Another member of what we might consider a new breed of public officials is District Attorney General Steve Mulroy. The DA, too, in a year-end piece written for Tom Jones’ Smart City blog, took note of the times:

“2023 was a challenging year for us. At year’s beginning, we became global news with the Tyre Nichols tragedy. Though nothing can undo the trauma of that event, we can derive some consolation from the fact that we — all of us — handled the case swiftly, fairly, transparently, and peacefully. Memphis didn’t burn, and neither did any of the other major cities with large protests following the release of the video.

“I’m praying that we learn some lessons about reform from this tragedy. We’re generally not good at nuance, but we need to understand both that the vast majority of police are persons of good faith, and also that there are issues of culture and process crying out for systemic reform. The crime issue has eclipsed this issue in the minds of many, but we can’t forget that Tyre Nichols isn’t an isolated incident. The problem isn’t fixed, and there’s work still to do.”

The DA expressed hope “that local leaders stop pointing fingers and start joining hands to make us safer … that our public discourse stops obsessing on sentence lengths and bail amounts (which will not make us safer) and instead focuses on how to increase our crime solve rate and our recidivism rate (which will).”

At his annual holiday gathering last year, an event which attracts people of many different minds, Mulroy at evening’s end presented, instead of his accustomed finishing limerick, a song, one which addressed the community’s prevailing air of controversy and divide. To the tune of “Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!” his verses ended with the refrain of “Let it go, let it go, let it go.”

One of the attendees at that party was Mulroy’s longtime friend Brian Stephens, founder and president of the public strategy group Caissa Public Strategy, well-known for espousing the hopes of conservative-minded groups and political candidates.

Asked about the gap between his own political views and those of his liberal host, Stephens texted back: “Lots of people trying to do their best. Different approaches. Different ways. But it’s all the same goal. Steve is a good man. I hope he feels the same for me.”

And that’s yet another way of saying unity, isn’t it?

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MEMernet: Mayor Young, a Big, Fun Typo, Tsunami

Memphis on the internet.

Mayor Young

Paul Young took the city’s top job last week in an uplifting inauguration ceremony.

“The past doesn’t matter,” Young said after he was sworn in. “The future is all we’re thinking about right now. Partisanship doesn’t matter. The future of our young babies is all we’re thinking about right now.”

Big (But Fun) Typo

Posted to Facebook by Mighty Lights

Mighty Lights was busy this holiday season with tributes to Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Christmas, police officers, and more. Its year-end message was to read “HAPPY NEW YEAR 2024.” Deadrick DeShoun Moring Sr. posted a video showing it read 2023 instead of 2024. We’re like same same.

Tsunami

Posted to Facebook by Ben Smith

Tsunami owner Ben Smith toasted Kevin Sullivan’s last shift at the Cooper-Young restaurant this week. Sullivan started as a dishwasher at Tsunami in 2002 and worked his way up to head chef. He’s leaving the restaurant to start his own restaurant, Ki Kitchen, in the Edge District.

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Film Features Film/TV

The Color Purple

Alice Walker’s 1982 novel The Color Purple is a revered novel that has inspired several adaptations. Written as a series of letters to God by an African-American woman named Celie, Walker’s novel spares no details of trauma and tragedy as Celie reaches for hope and self-empowerment.

The novel was an instant hit, and in 1985, it was adapted into a movie directed by Steven Spielberg with a score by Quincy Jones. The film not only marks Whoopi Goldberg’s breakthrough role, but stars Oprah Winfrey as Sofia, Danny Glover as Albert “Mister” Johnson, and Margaret Avery as Shug Avery.

The film was a huge success in 1985, but since then, most critiques stemmed from the decision to have a white director at the center of a story with such heavy themes of Blackness, as well as the source material’s overall use of explicit language and sexual details. The effectiveness of Walker’s and Spielberg’s works are not solely measured by their ability to withstand the test of time, but how the story resonates through the years.

In 2005, a Broadway musical version of The Color Purple used both the novel and film as inspiration. The original production garnered 11 Tony Awards, with a revival winning two more in 2016. Given the musical’s popularity, it was primed to be perfect source material for a silver screen adaptation.

Director Blitz Bazawule’s new film tells Celie’s story of tragedy to triumph in a softer, more condensed way. The film opens on the Georgia coast in the year 1909, where we meet the young versions of sisters Celie (Phylicia Pearl Mpasi) and Nettie (Halle Bailey) singing “Huckleberry Pie” while playing a hand-clapping game. The innocent scene is soon shattered, when we learn that Celie is pregnant by the man she knows as her father, Alfonso (Deon Cole).

We are then transported into a powerful gospel number, “Mysterious Ways,” sung by First Lady (Tamela Mann), Reverend Samuel Avery (David Alan Grier), and the congregation. Nettie’s infectious love for life shines through in the way she joins the congregation in praise and dance. Meanwhile, Celie sits quietly and observes.

When Celie gives birth to her son (with a Whoopi Goldberg cameo as the midwife) the miracle of childbirth is cut short. Alfonso takes Celie’s baby away, telling her the child is gone. This isn’t the first time this has happened, as Celie birthed another child, Olivia, who was also taken away. It’s obvious that Celie’s view on life is impacted greatly by this; however, she finds love and comfort in Nettie who brings her lessons and stories from school.

Nettie has caught the eye of an older widower known as Albert “Mister” Johnson (Colman Domingo). Moved by this infatuation, Mister asks Alfonso for Nettie’s hand in marriage, which Alfonso refuses, and instead offers him Celie. Mister is a cruel and abusive man, who repeatedly takes his anger out on Celie, while lamenting over his mistress, Shug Avery (Taraji P. Henson).

Tired of Alfonso’s sexual advances towards her, Nettie runs away and seeks refuge with Celie and Mister. However, this reunion is proved short-lived. When Nettie fights off Mister’s advances, he throws her out, too. The sisters endure another heartbreaking separation. Nettie promises to write every day. Years pass, and Celie (played as an adult by Fantasia Barrino) has yet to hear from Nettie, resulting in her questioning the goodness of God, and whether love exists for her in this world. As she continues to endure the hardships of life, primarily caused by Mister, she meets Sofia (Danielle Brooks), whose strong-mindedness and assertiveness are a bold contradiction to Celie’s demeanor. She also comes face to face with Shug Avery, who teaches her to observe the beauty of life, while learning the difference between suffering induced by God and man.

Bazawule’s iteration retains the crux of the story at its core. Most of the film’s power comes from the songs, while some significant story elements from previous versions have been omitted or toned down. We still sympathize with Celie for her hardships, but we’re not buried under the same avalanche of tragedies as we have seen in previous adaptations. Bazawule carefully works with the musical score, so as not to make a mockery of the story with song and dance numbers. Relying on the music could have potentially weakened the film, but the strength and commitment of the performers carry the day.

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Letter From The Editor Opinion

In Loving Memory of My Best Boy

In loving memory of Doogie (the dog) Howser (January 1 6, 2010-December 27, 2023)

I wish I could say Happy New Year. But I’m starting 2024 with one less set of muddy paws to clean up after when it’s rained. One less bowl to fill in my morning and evening routine. One less wagging tail following me around the house. One less load of laundry — doggie diapers for my old man who marked his territory on every appliance and door frame or anything new that was placed on the floor.

Photo: Justin Fox Burks

Just over a week ago, my long-haired dachshund Doogie Howser let out his chirpy bark demanding breakfast. When the bowl was empty, he commenced his daily ritual of licking it clean as its steel bottom clanged across the tiles. He then made the rounds on the grounds of his kingdom — our backyard — hiked his leg on everything in sight and yapped big-bad-dog borks at the neighbors’ pups through the chain-link fence. Just over a week ago, he sat at my feet as I stood at the sink doing dishes, gently licking my bare ankle, as he always did.

Doogie Howser was our cover boy for the July 2019 “On the Clock” issue. (Photo: Justin Fox Burks)

But a week ago, I laid next to him in bed, rubbing his ears, petting his head, and kissing his face, telling him I loved him more than anything, he was the best boy in the world, and that everything was okay. I stayed awake awaiting a moment I’d been dreading for more than 13 years. At approximately 12:45 a.m. on Wednesday, December 27th, Doogie took his final breath, his heart beat for the last time, three weeks shy of his 14th birthday.

Without going into more detail than I can comfortably relive, the end came both gradually and suddenly. A yearlong battle with chronic bronchitis and a more recent but brief bout of neurological issues led to what we think was a stroke or massive seizure. I was out of town when the latter happened, and by the time I returned, he was fading fast. I spent those last hours alongside him, keeping him as comfortable as I could, loving on him until his little body shut down.

I never wanted to write (or say) these words. I knew this day would come, of course — and that I wouldn’t able to handle the grief. Having never had human children, Doogie was my first “child.” When looking at a litter of puppies in early 2010, I knew that the itty-bitty chocolate nugget with big ol’ eyes and tiny legs and a head he’d have to grow into was mine. A few weeks later, I brought him home. He was so very small, I put him into my coat pocket just because I could. So very fragile, this miniature cuddly creature. I jokingly said, “How am I going to keep this thing alive?” But I did, for as long as I could.

Doogie’s first night home with me, February 2010

As most dog parents do, I took him on car rides, road trips, and park outings, and to work with me on occasion. He was a star no matter where we were. Everyone who met him spoke of how handsome he was, his impressive mane and feathered tail that waved like a flag as he pranced. “Regal” and “majestic” were common descriptors. He’d sit in anyone’s lap and lick wet spots on their pants; it was his way of showing affection, or more likely, asking, “Could you pet me more now?” After we welcomed two more pups (his offspring) in 2015, there was less of that. Three were harder to manage in public, taking just one wasn’t fair, and his son and daughter were not the docile dogs Doogie had always been. So, I have regrets. Were there enough walks? Enough outings? He loved people, and we didn’t have as much company after the pandemic. We didn’t have an office to go to. But he did get a lot of love and cuddles and my constant presence, especially working from home, which I have to tell myself was just fine for him. And even with all the vet visits, did I do enough to manage his health? Could I have saved him, given him more time? I think I did my best but cannot dwell on the what-ifs. Even as he aged, until his last day on Earth, he was the happiest boy, excited to wake and eat and run around the yard and climb on me like a mountain goat to get to my face for kisses. He comforted me through my worst days, loved me when I felt unlovable. Just as they say about children, you blink and they’re grown. I wish I could rewind time. I’d do anything to wash those pee diapers now. Just one more ankle lick.

My pocket-sized buddy, February 2010

Losing Doogie, my Grinch-toed 8-pound shadow, my constant companion, who was under foot or in my lap day in and day out for nearly 14 years, is the biggest hurt I may have ever endured. But to have raised him has been my biggest gift.

Doogie Howser had many names — Doogers, Dougles, Bo, Sugar Prince, Love Boy, Hims, the list goes on. But above all, he was my son, my greatest love — my heart. And a piece of it now has gone with him over the rainbow bridge.

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Beyond the Arc Sports

Grizzlies Fall to Kings to Ring In the New Year

Defensive struggles continue as the third Grizzlies opponent in as many games shot 50 percent or better overall. With a final score of 123-92, the Sacramento Kings thumped the Grizzlies at FedExForum in the last game of the year. The return of Luke Kennard and his shooting 5 of 8 from three-point range could not put the Grizzlies over the hump.

Let’s get into it.

Woof. That is the first word that comes to mind to describe how the Kings outworked Memphis on both ends of the floor. Sacramento put up a season-high 59 rebounds to the Grizzlies 34. In no universe was it acceptable for the Grizzlies to only have one offensive rebound in the entire game, but the fact that the Kings could grab 25 more rebounds than Memphis adds insult to injury. The Grizzlies also recorded just one block for the game.

 Combine that with beating the Grizzlies in made threes (16 to 12), made field goals (47 to 30), and points in the paint (58 to 32), and Sacramento handed them one of their worst losses of the season.

The Kings’ bench unit outscored the Grizzlies’ bench 58 to 28, with Malik Monk scoring a game-high 27 points in 21 minutes on 4 of 5 three-point shooting and 10 of 13 overall. One player nearly outscoring the entire second unit is nasty and overshadows the return of Luke Kennard in his first game since November 17.

When head coach Taylor Jenkins was asked postgame about the defense allowing opponents to shoot 50 percent in the past three games, he had this to say:

“We’ve got to look at the trends that we’ve seen all season long. Obviously small sample size, looking more at the last two games, it’s definitely things we’ve been talking about, pick-and-roll coverages, what we can do a little bit better there, our shifting obviously, teams are really hurting us in the high quad, how we can clean that up. That’s something that we got to talk about, some of the second chance kick outs as well, pickup points, discipline there. It’s definitely something that we’re seeing a lot and obviously we’ve regressed the last couple of games.

Emphasis mine. Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious.

It was a low-scoring night for Memphis, being held under 100 points, and their usual big three struggled offensively.

Jaren Jackson Jr. finished with a team-high 18 points, 3 rebounds, 1 assist, and 1 steal.

Three players finished with 17 points: Ja Morant had 17 points, 3 rebounds, and 3 assists; Desmond Bane closed out with 17 points, 7 rebounds, and 6 assists; and Luke Kennard put up 17 points, 3 rebounds, and 2 assists on 6 of 9 overall shooting and 5 of 8 from beyond the arc.

The only other Grizzlies player to end the night in double figures was Marcus Smart with 12 points, 2 rebounds, 2 assists, and 3 steals.

Who Got Next?

The Grizzlies will play at home again Tuesday night, January 2nd, facing off against one of the few teams with a worse record in the West, the San Antonio Spurs. Tip-off is at 7 p.m.

Happy New Year, Grizz Nation. I hope everyone is eating their black-eyed peas and greens because we need all the luck we can get.