Sun, 07 Sep 2003

Peeve: Horn-blowers

I'm sitting in my living room, with all the doors and windows open, because it's frankly a beautiful day. The breeze is blowing across my face, the sun is high in the sky, my dog's asleep and I'm a million miles away from it all... and then some mouth-breather in a rolling barge pulls in front of the house three doors down and leans on their car horn. For a long time. They wait a few seconds, then they lean on the horn again. They get no response, so they pull their land-barge away from the house. I give them the nastiest glare allowed by law as they drive off.

Here's a thought: slowly lower the greasy Doritos from your lips, get your fat, lazy, American ass out of the muthafuggin' car, walk the five or ten meters to the front of the house and knock on the door. There, now, that didn't kill you, did it?

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Sun, 19 Jan 2003

Carol Marvin: Don't Go Away Mad, Just Go Away

The City of Detroit finally restored a little sanity to the administration of the Detroit Electronic Music Festival by restoring control of the Memorial Day event to an artist-led group that includes Derrick May, Carl Craig, and Kevin Saunderson.

As one might imagine, this didn't go over well with ber control-freak Carol Marvin, who has issued a string of bizarre statements claiming everything from ownership of the festival name to rights to Hart Plaza on Memorial Day weekend, even going so far as to announce an alliance with long-retired boxer (and techno icon, naturally, WTF?) Tommy Hearns. Remember that t-shirt from a couple years back? "I had sex with Carol Marvin, and she ruined that, too."

Ordinarily I would simply recommend that she quietly withdraw from the fray to preserve a little grace, but she lost all pretense of class the day she fired Carl Craig in 2001, so that's a little pointless. Please, Ms. Marvin, let the artists and the real fans enjoy something nice, and go find something else to occupy your time.

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There’s a trick to the Graceful Exit. It begins with the vision to
recognize when a job, a life stage, a relationship is over — and to let
go. It means leaving what’s over without denying its validity or its
past importance in our lives. It involves a sense of future, a belief
that every exit line is an entry, that we are moving on, rather than out.
The trick of retiring well may be the trick of living well. It’s hard to
recognize that life isn’t a holding action, but a process. It’s hard to
learn that we don’t leave the best parts of ourselves behind, back in the
dugout or the office. We own what we learned back there. The experiences
and the growth are grafted onto our lives. And when we exit, we can take
ourselves along — quite gracefully.
— Ellen Goodman