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A Herenton Indictment?

The career of Willie Herenton can be divided into two parts.

In Part One, he was the breaker of racial barriers in Memphis: the
first black assistant school superintendent, the first black school
superintendent, the first black mayor. In Part Two, he was the champion
of black power. Not the radical black power of “Burn Baby Burn” and a
clenched-fist salute, but the black economic power of an affluent
class, a growing middle class, and a rising underclass.

It was in Part Two that Herenton got himself in a jam and possibly a
federal grand jury investigation.

This is the Herenton who, a few years after becoming mayor, became a
partner in Banneker Estates, an upscale real estate development next to
his home in South Memphis that he hoped would rival similar enclaves
for wealthy whites in East Memphis.

This is the Herenton who explored selling MLGW, clashed with Herman
Morris, installed his protégé Joseph Lee, and insisted
that MLGW reallocate its lucrative bond business so that firms in
Memphis, including one where his son worked, got more business.

This is the Herenton who hired special adviser/real estate man Pete
Aviotti, who says the mayor has “a passion” for real estate.

This is the Herenton who co-existed with Shelby County mayor Jim
Rout and special adviser Bobby Lanier and a posse of hostile suburban
mayors for 16 years and ran for city mayor a fifth time to keep Morris
from getting the job.

And this is the Herenton who did deals with one E.W. Moon at
Banneker Estates and downtown near Beale Street.

How you look at Herenton, builder of black economic wealth, depends
somewhat on whether you are black or white. By Herenton’s lights, he
has been more than fair to whites by putting them in director jobs and
going along with their pet business projects.

The root of this federal investigation is minority participation,
the rule that says you don’t do a big public deal in this town without
black and white partners in the underwriting firms, the PR firms, the
law firms, on the job sites, and any place where there’s the smell of
money. Minority participation was the making and unmaking of Tennessee
Waltz star witness Tim Willis, among others.

My guess is that the feds have about a one-month window to indict.
After that, Mr. Obama goes to Washington, and a new attorney general
gets installed along with new U.S. attorneys with Democratic loyalties
and antennas.

If there is a case, it will surely have to go to Washington for
review, and I can imagine the conversation going like this.

“Mr. Attorney General, we’ve got a hot one down in Memphis against
the mayor who’s been in office for 17 years. He’s taken some shots over
the years, but he’s still a local hero to a lot of people. He knows it,
and he’ll fight like hell. Is it a go?”

“What did he do?”

“It’s a real estate deal.”

“About time. Nail a bunch of bankers and brokers, too?”

“Uh, actually, no.”

“I see. I’m kinda busy. Can we get back to you in January?”

And I can imagine the Herenton lines of defense, first in the media
and then in the courtroom: It’s the Republicans’ parting shot, the
sequel to Tennessee Waltz. If you can’t vote him out of office, indict
him. Payback for Joseph Lee. The mayor is indicted while bankers get
$25 million bonuses for destroying the global economy.

A Herenton indictment would be a national story. I can see a New
York Times
equivalent to The Wall Street Journal‘s obsession
with the back story of the 1993 federal corruption trial of former
congressman Harold Ford Sr., two months after Bill Clinton was sworn
in. The pre-trial and the trial itself would be a war, tougher than the
Ford trial or the trial of former Atlanta mayor (and Herenton friend)
Bill Campbell, who was indicted after he left office.

It is very possible, of course, that the feds have some juicy
evidence of their own and a list of witnesses ready to testify. They
may even have a smoking gun.

After the Joe Lee and Ed Ford fiascoes, they better have a lot of
them.

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Poetry in Motion

By Frank Murtaugh

The games were played, the records broken.

He described it all, even squeezed a joke in.

Name the face of Memphis sports if you can, no cheatin’.

Why, great Scott, it’s none other than Big Jack Eaton!

Clearly, local sports poetry should be left to the Bard of Union
Avenue. (Had to make an attempt, Jack.) The one and only Jack Eaton
— the “Voice of the Tigers” for 28 years and longtime
sportscaster at WMC-TV — will be signing copies of his first
book, Jack Eaton: Great Scott, I Rhyme a Lot, this weekend at
the Tiger Gift Shop on Highland. And while there is plenty of
Tiger-related verse to inspire and reflect upon, Eaton also weaves his
wordplay around the likes of the NBA’s Grizzlies, pro football, and
(curse the blue-clad gods!) the University of Tennessee. In an age when
too many take their sports way too seriously, Eaton reminds us to reach
a little deeper, to a lighter, more sentimental side, in cheering our
favorite teams.

Jack Eaton Booksignings, Friday, November 21st, from 3 to 6 p.m. and
Saturday, November 22nd, from noon to 3 p.m. at the Tiger Gift Shop,
549 S. Highland.

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Return Engagement

by Greg Akers

Maybe it happens when the leaves turn, or maybe it’s timed to
Daylight Savings or some mystical phenomenon, but whatever cosmic force
it is that periodically brings Nashville-based singer-songwriter Kate
Campbell to the Center for Southern Folklore, it’s at work again.

Kate Campbell is the “New South” poet laureate whose songs are
storytelling gems filled with humor, sadness, wonderment, and longing.
She’s also prolific, having put out 12 albums since her first, Songs
from the Levee
, in 1994. That includes her newest, Save the
Day
, which is the reason for the season of Campbell’s return
engagement to the Center for Southern Folklore. There’ll be a
CD-release party for Save the Day and a trio of events:

The first is the concert on Saturday at the center’s Folklore Hall.
In that intimate setting, Campbell will regale devoted fans and
neophytes alike with stories and songs.

The next day, Campbell is holding a songwriter’s workshop at the
center, taking participants behind the curtain of her creative process.
Following Sunday’s workshop is KateFest, an even more intimate
happening, where Campbell will play songs she didn’t get to the night
before and relate stories about each of them.

Kate Campbell at the Center for Southern Folklore, 119 S. Main.
Concert: Saturday, November 22, 8 p.m. $25 Golden Circle tickets, $15
advance, $18 day-of. Workshop: Sunday, November 23, 2 p.m. $30 public,
$25 for members of the Memphis Songwriter Association and center for
Southern Folklore. KateFest: Sunday, November 23, 4 p.m. $20, or
included in price of Workshop. Call 525-3655 for tickets and
information.

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What They Said

About “Incomplete Victory” by Jim Maynard, who says that
California’s passage of Proposition 8 “left gays and lesbians on the
outside”:

“The Great Flying Spaghetti Monster (all bless his Name) gives His
blessing to your friends’ marriage, and would love to be invited to
some of their fabulous parties.” — packrat

“Who is this Great Flying Spaghetti Monster, packrat? Is it a cross
between the Great Pumpkin and the Flying Spaghetti Monster, who comes
and creates life for the pirates whose volcanoes are the most
sincere?”

fancycwabs

About “White Noise: David Duke’s Unhappy Trip to Memphis,” by
Chris Davis:

“Do we all just spend our time crying that someone said something
that hurt our feelings? The world is like one big kindergarten. Does
anyone mind their own business anymore?” — maddan

About “A Rainy Night at

FedExForum,” by Chris Herrington:

“The Grizzlies looked like sh-t but the Grizzlie Girls looked
GREAT!” — toast

Comment of the
Week:

About “Starting Over,” Chris Davis’ review of
the McCoy Theatre comedy
The Skin of Our Teeth,” which —
among other things — features Adam and Eve battling
dinosaurs:

“Did you know dinosaurs fought in the
Civil War?”

— Jeff