There were some inaccuracies in the Sept. 30 article (“Beyond Belief”) on the visit by atheists to our Creation Museum: Our date for the Earth’s age was given at 4,300 years old; my name was wrongly printed as “Ken”; and a “stir” was created at the museum, it was stated, by an atheist’s T-shirt when the real problem was the way he was verbally disrupting our other visitors’ experience.
Years ago, all summer entertaining was done in the front of the house. Later, the party moved to the backyard. We started with placing a charcoal grill out back to grill up a few hot dogs and have since moved on to full outdoor kitchens, expansive sitting areas and large grassy lawns on which to play cornhole or catch.
The experiment is over. I’m not a suburban guy. It doesn’t totally surprise me. I grew up in the suburbs, but my heart is in the concrete and noise and combustible nature of an inner city — namely Cincinnati.
The first big stakes will be driven into the ground in May, but the real support structure for the summer of 2009’s attempt to propel the industry’s dreams of box-office glory just might be a scattered collection of projects that could bring niche audiences under the big tent.
News about death keeps piling up. Anyone perusing the daily newspaper or the 11 p.m. TV newscasts lately knows about the 13-year-old SCPA student killed while jogging and the 11-day-old baby squeezed to death by his young parents in Batavia. My eye happened on a small item in The Enquirer about a 16-year-old in Over-the- Rhine arrested on suspicion of committing two murders 10 days apart.
With the MidPoint Music Festival a glorious memory, we turn our attention to the next big local music event - the Cincinnati Entertainment Awards. The nominees have been announced; go to citybeat.com to see the full list. Vote now before you start worrying about that other little voting thing coming up in November.
Maija Zummo: Mark Twain might be one of the greatest American literary figures ever, and he’s funny and all, but there’s another classic Cincinnati quote I’m fre quently attributed as saying, which is “Bring it, 2012. This place rules!” And it does.
The Cincinnati Human Relations Commission (CHRC) is sort of the local equivalent to United Nations peacekeepers. Their community mon itors, decked out in royal blue CHRC T-shirts, work to mediate argu ments and diffuse racial tensions at public events and street festivals.