Buzz

Don’t get kinky Texans learned long ago that Texas Jewboy Kinky Friedman is an acquired taste. But recently, because of the success of his series of detective novels and a new CD, From One Good American to Another, the Kinkster’s horribly politically incorrect humor has been reaching a diverse audience…

Look back in anger

What a difference a year makes. And if we only knew then… For example. Last winter, the majority of the Dallas city council balked at the idea of letting the voters decide whether or not to build a sports arena. It was a ridiculous idea, they said, a stupid concept,…

Letters

Home sweet Hope House I loved the article “Young, gay, and thrown away” [Nov. 30] by Johnathon Briggs. I found an old issue today and read that touching story. When I was done reading it, I just sat there and thought about how hard life is for some people, especially…

Hugging the tree gently

They arrived without invitation one fall night, five parcels of fur and bones and screaming lungs, crying desperately and unceasingly for milk and shadowing Kirby Fry and Inger Myhre’s every move. The kittens, ranging in color and shape from a pair of emaciated black runts to a plump, white-faced tabby,…

Bad news town

Whitewright, Texas, appears to be an uncontroversial place. It is what it is: a former railroad town, whose main industry now is the Carl’s Sausage plant on Bond Street. Grand Street is lined with shops, city hall, the library, and the police department. The side streets of this town 60…

Bad planning

Two weeks before Christmas, on a nippy Monday night, there was a party at the Belo Mansion on Ross Avenue downtown. But as I entered the back door, I figured I had come on the wrong night. There was no activity in the back of the house, nothing happening in…

In search of Santa

If you are 7-and-a-half years old, halfway through the second grade, and living on a steady diet of CD-ROM and Nickelodeon’s “Weinerville,” very little slips by you. Such is the case with Caitlin, who has already shattered some of the most sacred myths of childhood. First, she is already hip…

Buzz

Did Ray Hunt support Mandela? We learn more about Mayor Ron Kirk every day. Last week, for instance, the mayor, who announced he would lead a trade mission to South Africa, told The Dallas Morning News, “I cannot escape the symbolic parallels of being the first African-American mayor of Dallas…

Keeping faith

Like businesses throughout the city celebrating the holiday spirit, the office of Intertect Relief and Reconstruction Corporation held a Christmas party last week in the Oak Cliff home of one of its staff members. It was a bittersweet affair, to be sure, because Fred Cuny, the founder and director of…

BeloWatch

Channel 8 gives Rene Syler the boot Eager to head off a lawsuit, A.H. Belo Corp. attorneys are negotiating with a lawyer for dumped Channel 8 anchor Rene Syler, BeloWatch has learned. Syler, who worked as a field reporter and as co-anchor for WFAA’s noon news broadcast, was summoned into…

Letters

Hopeful house I am very unhappy with the way the article on Hope House was written [“Young, Gay, and Thrown Away,” November 30]. The tone is very sensational, there are many things stated that are just not true, and some things Johnathon Briggs wrote are plain rude and offensive. When…

‘Johnny B’ is a good choice

Oh boy, a good race! I know that politics is in dreadful disrepute, but the prospect of a fine, old-fashioned duke-out over some real stuff–not just the spin on stuff–gets the juices stirring. Rep. John Bryant, a populist Democrat, has announced he’s running against Phil Gramm, the part-time senator for…

The Last Days Of Mickey Mantle

Mickey Mantle never saw himself as a hero, never felt comfortable in the role, and he rebelled against it all his life. After he had been out of baseball for several years, he was contacted by the New York Yankees, who wanted information from him for a publicity package they…

Buzz

Better not pout Buzz sometimes wonders if North Dallas is even aware that there’s a world out there. Usually, of course, it doesn’t matter. Bosnia, the budget battle, and peace in Northern Ireland, are, as we said, Out There. But every once in a while, something happens Out There that…

A house divided

Vernon Johnson, the superintendent of the Richardson Independent School District, looked glum as he sat with other school administrators on a stage before an agitated audience of 550 people. Johnson had mostly kept his mouth shut and listened during the town-hall meeting that ran for well over two hours last…

There goes the neighborhood

The NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) battle, where residents rise up against something they fear will drive down their property values, has become an art form in the Dallas suburbs. I like to think of Plano as the NIMBY capital of the world, probably just because I get the…

Letters

Picking on peaceniks It is apparent that Glen Warchol gave no thought to the reasons behind a toy gun buy-back [“Buzz,” November 16], instead finding it easier to belittle the “peaceniks” and save himself the time it might take to reflect upon the event. It would seem obvious that our…

The profit speaks

Fellow Texans, I have been to Seattle in the state of Washington and seen wonders there. Seattle is the home of ecological correctness, good living, and a lot of coffee junkies. OK, so lots of places have environmentalists, the good life, and coffee, but try this: There is a Massage…

Who killed April Dabney?

Darryl Fourte stands at the corner of Denton Drive and Storey Road, looking a bit like Wesley Snipes on a secret mission. With one hand on his hip, the other clutching a black walkie-talkie, Fourte surveys the skid marks on the road before him through a pair of sleek, dark…

Caught in the Web

Zion met Koani at The Rusty Bucket. Sometimes they would play darts, sometimes they’d sit together drinking a cup of klah. They lived 1,500 miles apart, but they were together every day, for hours. They fell in love. They lived once upon a time, last year, on the Internet. “Koani”…

School for Scandal

In the spartan room that serves as Michael Stiles’ office, the only hint of color is in the former principal’s necktie–a busy pattern of black, white, and brown children dressed in rainbow hues, their hands interlocking like paper dolls on a blue silk background. In contrast, the walls, bookshelves, and…