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The Lion Queen(s)

0 Comments · Wednesday, May 14, 2003
Simba's understudy is in repose. Brandon -- a beautiful, 28-year-old, lithe black man with a lighter-than-café au lait complexion -- relaxes in Suite 1606 after a Sunday performance of The Lio  

Instant Vintage

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 30, 2003
I live in column time. My clocks tic snatches of conversations and tocks moments when humanity notices itself. Suddenly war, AIDS, famine and empires make sense. This is dedicated to all those time  

Boycott This: Lots of Blame to Go Around

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 23, 2003
The stale-ass economic boycott of Cincinnati ain't never been about race. Two years on and we're poised at the threshold of a class war. The boycott's acid-refluxed up our classism. Some blacks don  

Empires (Greasy Haiku)

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 16, 2003
Bring me men/bring me men/men with empires in their purpose. -- "Empires," Lamya 1. Twenty-five day war Palm Sunday Jesus walked palms Baghdad goes to town 2. Nauseated now unemployed unde  

'Dead & White': Poet Rita Dove

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 9, 2003
"I gave my promise to the world/ and the world followed me here." -- "Testimonial," Rita Dove This is the antidote to war. Burgeoning into poetic brilliance, Rita Dove thought all writers were  

The Big Red Machination

0 Comments · Wednesday, April 2, 2003
Riding shotgun in 24 feet of honkin' flatbed truck with musicians Jake Speed & the Freddies jostling in the back, on its surface the 2003 Opening Day Parade looked like its usual annual self. By 11  

James & Annie (and Me)

0 Comments · Wednesday, March 19, 2003
I left during intermission. I got half a play buzzing through my brain. Growing up I couldn't understand why my mother, born in 1934, never got excited about TV movies and documentaries that retr  

Let's Get on With the Past: Stop the Shooting

0 Comments · Wednesday, March 12, 2003
It was only last Friday night that Joe and Carla Tucker were talking about how sweet 22-year-old Gillespie McPherson was. Less than 24 hours later, McPherson bled to death in the brightest sunlight   

50/50: Being an Influential

0 Comments · Wednesday, March 5, 2003
Slightly tardy, baseball legend Dave Parker and basketball great Oscar Robertson ambled in and took their places during the pre-gala class photo. Marjorie B. Parham, publisher emeritus of The Cinci  

Holla: The World According to KYW

0 Comments · Wednesday, February 26, 2003
"This dance ain't for everybody; only the sexy people." -- "Push It," Salt 'N Peppa Hasn't it been too long? How long has it been since April 7, 2001? How long since we were at war? Are we at