Your Trinity River correspondent and advice-to-the-lovelorn columnist, which would be me, had two interesting experiences yesterday. First up was a screening of Living with the Trinity, KERA Television’s hour-long documentary by award-winning producer-director Rob Tranchin, which airs Monday at 9 p.m. The second experience was a “scoping meeting” (which, as…
Whether you’re at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt’s End: *OK, so let it be known that my buddy and Ticket founding father Mike Rhyner has been/is calling for a Cowboys’ appearance in this year’s Super Bowl. This, after 14-plus years…
Dear Mexican: Whenever I see an ad for a Mexican ramera, they always describe themselves as “spicy.” Are Mexican women hiding habaneros in their panochas? —Concha Curious Dear Gabacho: “I wish I could say that ‘Mexican Spitfire’ Lupe Velez was to blame for the ‘spicy’ epithet so often associated with…
This is so sad. It’s tragic. I’m going to write about the Trinity River project again. I did all 12 steps. For what? After the voters of Dallas, in their infinite and manifest wisdom, voted in favor of the project (for the second time) in a referendum two years ago,…
Almost 200 people squeezed into a stuffy Dallas Center for Architecture conference room last night to see plans for the deck park being built over the Woodall Rodgers Freeway, and guess what, Dallas! A New York architect has designed a vast mainly treeless expanse with glass buildings for us! Those…
Don’t look now, but there’s finally a legit BCS buster. And, even more surprising, the team is right here in our own backyard. Are you ready for TCU in the BCS? For years Gary Patterson’s Horned Frogs have been a power, but just not quite strong enough to win the game that…
This morning the city council is debating lobbyist reform, and the lobbyists are all here. And nervous. They have their own corner of the city council chamber, front row, extreme left (from my direction in the peanut gallery, extreme right from the council’s perspective). They’re all over there looking like…
Hate to bring the room down in the wake of Cowboys 20, Eagles 16, but I’m sitting here crying. Tears streaming down my face. Off my cheeks. Onto my keyboard. I shit you not. A year ago I was introduced to one of the bravest, most courageous men I’ve ever…
Whether you’re at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt’s End: *Haven’t received a return call all week from Greg Williams, which is weird if not troubling. Something’s up. Maybe he’s merely at his vacation condo in Colorado and temporarily out of…
Every once in a while – unfortunately – we’re reminded that sports is just a toy-box diversion. And that life, it ain’t fair at all. Our own soldiers killed on our own soil, by one of our own…
Dear Mexican: Why do beaners or gabachos deliberately try to ignore white people and act like they’re not there, or when you’re walking by, the lady beaners laugh so hard with a repulsive fake laugh that makes you want to just punch them? Not only I have noticed this, but…
Oh, you caught me here at my desk doing a little quick calculation, totting some things up, always a dangerous exercise for a history major. I picked up what I thought was jarring news during a routine city council committee meeting this morning. I’m trying to see how things might…
In an editorial today The Dallas Morning News gives all the credit for better ethics at City Hall to Dallas Mayor Tom Leppert because, “In the end, Tom Leppert didn’t blink.” They must have sent a greenhorn over to cover the city council’s straw vote on ethics reform last week…
The Dallas Morning News op-ed page always bends over backward to give both sides their say. If somebody turns in an opinion piece saying babies should not be cut into chunks and eaten, they’ll hunt around all week until they find someone else to write the opposing view. But if…
Whether you’re at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt’s End: *I take absolutely no very little joy in D Magazine’s Inside Corner sports blog going belly up any second now. Evan Grant is a solid baseball Xs and Os writer and…
I love fear. It motivates. It alters perspective. It seperates the haves from the have nots. It friggin’ makes you feel alive. Naturally, when I’m not watching Paranormal Activity and I want to be skeered – Haunted House. For my money – $20 to be exact – the best spook…
Here’s proof, as if we needed it, that Woodrow Wilosn is the one high school in Dallas capable of producing high-achieving graduates not afraid to appear in international situations wearing odd pants. We offer this photo of Woodrow Wilson High School Over-and-Over Achiever Thomas Simpson and the Princeton University Tigertones…
Watching a win? Or ogling some skin?My column in this week’s dead tree version of The Sportatorium (better known as the Dallas Observer) delves into chicks in sports. Specifically, the Dallas Desire of the Lingerie Football League. Generally, why do we watch? Is it because Maria Sharapova is really good…
Wait a minute. I know I almost promised last week that I wouldn’t write about the Dallas City Hall federal corruption trial again soon. But you know—almost promising is when you really wish you were going to keep your promise, but you can’t promise you will. So, tell me. The…
Dear Mexican: For most of my life I was oblivious to the hate that Mexicans have for Salvadorans. I became aware of it when I made the huge mistake of marrying a Salvi. Once I became engaged to my Salvi girlfriend or whenever I would tell any Mexican that I…
Whether you’re at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt’s End: *Last night I got a foot massage. By a guy. And thoroughly enjoyed it. Now, now. Settle down. It’s not what you think. Friend of mine tells me of a place where…
Dear Mexican: As a teacher, we’ve been exhorted to expand our efforts in closing the achievement gap between majority and minority students (read: Anglos and Mexicans). I teach all of my students in the best ways that I can determine for each individual student, within the constraints of a classroom…
