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Horrific crimes deserve fitting punishment.
Lately we’ve had no shortage of the former: a Boston bombing on a beautiful marathon day, news of a decade-long ordeal for three women held captive in a Cleveland house of horrors, a Philadelphia doctor who twisted his oath by murdering helpless infants.
When justice doesn’t seem quite enough, is vengeance the only thing that will do?
In a story earlier this year, marking ABC late-night host Jimmy Kimmel’s move to the 11:35 p.m. time slot, I predicted a promotion for NBC’s Jimmy Fallon, which proved true when he was named Jay Leno’s heir on the network’s “Tonight Show.” I didn’t have to be Nostradamus to see that one coming. Over the weekend, NBC announced Fallon’s “Late Night” replacement – Seth Meyers. And no one is surprised.
It’s not that all white guys look alike or practice the same type of comedy. Meyers, SNL’s head writer, most prominently made his mark at the White House Correspondents’ Dinner in 2011 in an appearance that mocked Donald Trump and won raves. Fallon’s nice guy persona contrasts with Kimmel’s mischievous bad boy. Leno and David Letterman over at CBS almost qualify as senior statesmen by now. But despite a tweak or two around the edges, late-night shows have hardened, with their opening monologues and guys-behind-a-desk format. The next generation promises to operate within the same narrow demographic.
This is happening while the Washington political world, never known for taking chances, is making noises and trying baby steps toward diversity. A two-term African American president reflects the electoral power of a changing America, and both major political parties are noticing in policies that profess to reach out.
Looking back, I realize how understanding my parents really were, how they only wanted the best for me, how they really weren’t there just to judge, even when I made a stupid mistake. But during those teen years, my thought process was seldom that clear. There’s a reason why the lament “my parents don’t understand me” has become cliche.
Luckily, the generational disconnect never caused irreparable harm.
If a bill that has made it through a North Carolina House committee is passed, it won’t just repeal a four-decade-old law, opponents worry it might cause unintended and lasting consequences. That the bill is drawing headlines is notable, considering how tough it’s been to stand out in the flurry being considered by the Republican-controlled state legislature. Protests and arrests have followed bills on voter IDs, unemployment benefit cuts and other conservative proposals. Then, again, this bill deals with teens and sex.
A show that came together in Charlotte before its successful New York run brings its urban acrobatics to the Knight Theater.
When the NRA brought its annual meeting to Charlotte in 2010, I covered it for Politics Daily, but even if I hadn’t had the assignment, I might have stopped by. The convention center floor was certainly a spectacle, filled with displays of guns, ammunition, camouflage clothing and more. It would have made an entertaining afternoon out, especially with my husband – the serious gun owner in the family — who loves gadgets of every type.
I knew, though, that having to wade through the signs warning of an Obama gun grab would be a turn off for him. Excuse the weaponized puns, but he would have recoiled from the loaded rhetoric predicting ominous government conspiracies. I advised him that if he just wanted to see the “stuff,” he should stay away.
Compared to this year’s NRA meeting in Houston, the 2010 extravaganza seemed positively quaint in retrospect.
When President Obama nominated Rep. Mel Watt (D-N.C.) to lead the Federal Housing Finance Agency, he praised the North Carolinian’s experience. “Mel has led efforts to rein in unscrupulous mortgage lenders,” the president said. “He’s helped protect consumers from the kind of reckless risk-taking that led to the financial crisis in the first place. And he’s fought to give more Americans in low-income neighborhoods access to affordable housing.”
The President made the announcement in the same week he introduced Charlotte Mayor Anthony Foxx to replace Ray LaHood as Transportation Secretary, extending North Carolina’s moment in the political spotlight and allaying criticism that his second-term high level appointments lacked diversity.
However, Watt’s nomination still has to be approved by the Senate. When I spoke with him the day after his White House appearance with the president, he was ready. “I will do what I need to do in the process to complete the information for the United States Senate, show up when they ask me to, meet with the people that I need to meet with,” he said. “The Senate will set that time table.”
Whether that will be enough is something he wouldn’t speculate on. The initial response to his nomination has been both support and criticism from across the ideological spectrum, not unexpected considering the role of housing financing in the country’s economic upheavals.
Where’s Atticus Finch when you need him?
Finch, of course, is the honest lawyer, a heroic seeker of justice and hero of Harper Lee’s novel, “To Kill a Mockingbird.” The intensely private Lee has sadly made new headlines for a lawsuit she has brought against the son-in-law of her former literary agent over the copyright for the only novel she ever wrote. Finch, though unsuccessful in his most important case, bolstered the image of the profession and is said to have inspired young men and women to take up the law.
In 1947, when Jackie Robinson integrated Major League Baseball, the world was not integrated. The movie “42” would have to last a lot longer than a couple of hours to tell the whole story: the death threats, the insults from fans, opposing players and his Dodgers teammates, Robinson’s separate and unequal trials, the pressure to perform in the face of it all. He was jeered, then cheered by thousands and faced it alone.
There wasn’t a closet big enough for him to take refuge in.
This week Jason Collins, a National Basketball Association center, became, as he writes in his Sports Illustrated cover story, “the first openly gay athlete playing in a major American team sport.” Is he the Jackie Robinson of 2013? No.
Is he unbelievably brave in his own way? You bet.
As Prince Charles and his wife, Camilla, looked on, he might have been wondering if the moment will ever come for him.
CHARLOTTE, NC: Lollipops and double dutch? You’ll find events with them right here in Charlotte this weekend. Mary C. Curtis previews the cultural happenings around town!
