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Readers Write: Gaza resolution in Minneapolis, hog farming

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Opinion editor’s note: Star Tribune Opinion publishes letters from readers online and in print each day. To contribute, click here.

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At the City Council meeting Monday, the vote on a resolution calling for a permanent cease-fire in Gaza was delayed two weeks, apparently due to opposition from the mayor, some council members, the Jewish Community Relations Counsel and its supporters (“A council confronts war,” Jan. 9). Over Council Member Robin Wonsley’s objection, the word “genocide” was removed from the resolution.

In the coming two weeks, Israel will kill up to 2,800 Palestinians, 70% of whom will be women and children. Starvation and infectious disease will deepen to life-threatening levels. If this isn’t stopped, those who enter Gaza once the fighting ends will be shocked by scenes reminiscent of the concentration camps that I heard about growing up Jewish.

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I can’t help but wonder: For the council members who forced the delay, expressed opposition or remain uncommitted, if it were their children, traumatized by the constant shelling, dislocation and death all around them, suffering from diarrhea, hunger and thirst, would they feel differently about the urgency to pass this resolution?

I implore these council members to reconsider. Passing this resolution won’t immediately stop the genocide, but it may contribute to the growing pressure on federal elected officials to do so.

It’s time to end the bloodshed and prioritize the release of the Israeli hostages and the Palestinian prisoners. Family and friends of the hostages are demonstrating by the thousands in the streets of Israel, demanding just that. They want their loved ones back. Alive. It’s time the council members joined their call.

Bob Goonin, Minneapolis

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“This is a complicated issue, but that doesn’t mean we should avoid it.” So says my new Council Member Aurin Chowdhury at the first organizational meeting of the new Minneapolis City Council. This in support of a resolution calling for a cease-fire in the Israel-Hamas war that wasn’t even on the agenda. Or anywhere remotely within the city’s jurisdiction. Nor did its authors even have the courtesy or decency to inform the mayor of this addition to the agenda.

I’m not a fan of the mayor, didn’t support the “strong mayor” charter amendment and voted for Chowdhury, reluctantly. I hadn’t planned to support the potential charter amendment to restrict the City Council’s appointment oversight. But if this is the City Council’s first and top priority, then maybe we should further limit the City Council’s authority. And since it’s now purely a legislative body with too much time on its hands, maybe make it a part-time body, which certainly seems to work in St. Paul.

I’m glad that some City Council members are energized about this. We should all be concerned. But I suggest that the council work on issues within or closer to their authority, like the Police Department, homelessness, crime and safety, etc.

Louis Hoffman, Minneapolis

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Thanks for covering Minnesotans’ concerns about the slaughter of innocents in Gaza — finally! I call you on highlighting the disruption of the chanting, however, at the “largely ceremonial” first meeting of the City Council. Numbers of us have been protesting in anguish for months. KSTP notes: “The resolution vote was added after a weekend of demonstrations throughout Minneapolis. The Free Palestine Coalition ended a week of planned protests and calling for a cease-fire during a Sunday event, when they marched from the federal building to senator Amy Klobuchar’s Office.”

But without Star Tribune reporting, your readers — and perhaps our government officials — have not heard about our great pain as it pours out in ever larger and louder ways. Why this is a local issue and how our humanity is on the line was detailed in a very dramatic news conference Friday by the framers of the Gaza cease-fire resolution. I’m glad I was there because I certainly couldn’t read about it in the paper. Your readers also deserve to know of the many Jewish voices for peace.

This disproportionate, asymmetric slaughter is genocide, not war. I am aghast that our public treasure is dispensed in this unconstitutional, immoral, climate-destroying and pointless manner.

Amy Blumenshine, Minneapolis

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What does weighing in on international issues have to do with the City Council’s job?

This is a waste of time, money and energy. I do not pay Minneapolis taxes for this.

There are additional horrible conflicts taking place around the world. Is the plan to weigh in on these as well?

Cindy Landis, Minneapolis

CRATE-FREE HOG FARMS

Regarding “For state’s hog farms, California ‘law is law’” (Jan. 9): As a retired hog farmer who never used crates and founder of the high animal welfare meat brand Niman Ranch, which today boasts a community of 500-plus crate-free hog farmers, including over 40 in Minnesota, I’d like to share an alternative perspective on California’s Proposition 12. Our network proves every day that not only is producing crate-free pork possible, it can be profitable and ultimately more pleasant for the pig and farmer alike.

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Prop 12 has served as a convenient red herring to distract from the true underlying challenges hog farmers face today — inflation, high interest rates, astronomical land prices and a consolidated agriculture industry hyper-focused on quantity and scale. In this pursuit of cheap meat, the industry has lost sight of basic consumer expectations on animal welfare, including the ability for pregnant mother pigs to stand up, turn around and lie down during their nearly four-month gestation period. Leading animal welfare expert Temple Grandin compares gestation crates to being forced to spend months at a time strapped in an airplane seat — while pregnant, no less!

No one is forcing farmers to sell their pork into California. This law provides the opportunity for savvy farmers to tap into a higher-premium market. Because it’s the law, not just a corporate crate-free commitment that can be walked back, farmers have assurance that crate-free demand will always be there and that compliance investments will see returns over time.

I acknowledge change isn’t easy, but it’s time for the industry to listen to consumers, the ballot box and the Supreme Court by embracing more humane production practices.

Paul Willis, Thornton, Iowa

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Basil, the pig featured in “For state’s hog farms, California ‘law is law,’” caught my eye. Basil’s freedom, walking from a sunny pasture to a sunlit pen, reflects the pastoral scene most people imagine when they think of farming. It calls to mind the Fisher-Price farm set I played with as a child.

But most pigs’ lives in Minnesota are nothing like Basil’s. Nearly 99% of pigs eaten in the U.S. come from factory farms where they are forced to endure gestation crates. These crates confine pregnant pigs to an area barely larger than their bodies and are so small that they cannot even turn around. Had the article’s featured photo been of hundreds of pigs lined up in gestation crates, instead of Basil roaming freely, the reader’s sympathy would center on the unnecessary suffering of these animals and not on the large factory farms being required to convert their (cruel) methods of confinement.

In the article, Todd Marotz from Gaylord’s Wakefield Pork said that banning gestation crates is part of a “vegan agenda.” Keep in mind, it took a majority of voters to successfully ban gestation crates in California (as well voters and lawmakers in Arizona, Colorado, Florida, Maine, Massachusetts, Michigan, New Jersey, Ohio, Oregon and Rhode Island) though only 4% of Americans are vegan.

This isn’t a conversation about whether or not we should eat pigs; it’s a question of how much we are willing to make them suffer. As the nation’s second-largest pork producer, Minnesotans could make a profound impact on the lives of millions of pigs by banning gestation crates. I hope that Democrats will use the upcoming legislative session to ensure pigs in Minnesota have the basic freedom to stand up, lay down and turn around.

Sarah Super, St. Paul

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10 years later, our Prince superfan shares his Prince Pilgrimage

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April 21, 2016.

Ten years later, that day still doesn’t seem real to me.

I was sitting in the newsroom of The Montclair Times in the early afternoon when word came that Prince had died.

I was incredulous. One of my musical heroes was gone. No way.

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I was skeptical because I am a reporter. But also because it was Prince — a superstar so secretive and controlling of his music and public image that you could imagine he would have to give his permission to let the world know of his demise.

As the day passed, videos showed grieving fans standing outside his home and music studio complex, Paisley Park, not far from his beloved Minneapolis. That’s when the reality dawned on me.

Prince Rogers Nelson had gone 2 the afterworld at only 57 years old.

He was gone so young — he had so much more music in him to record, release and perform in public for an adoring audience. He died alone after collapsing in an elevator at his complex.

Those things made me sad.

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But I was also annoyed at myself. For not being a better aficionado of his music — by never seeing him in person and not collecting every piece of music he ever recorded.

After a few days of listening to the radio and online to “Purple Rain” and “1999” being played ad nauseam, I also heard lesser-known cuts like the heartbreakingly melancholic and sadly appropriate “Sometimes It Snows In April.”

When I heard the depressing reports that he died due to an accidental fentanyl overdose, I resolved to pay proper tribute to The Purple One.

I would go to Minnesota on a Prince Pilgrimage.

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‘Nothing Compares 2 U’

April to June 2016.

I said I would go to Minneapolis, to Prince’s home ground, to pay my respects to him. I didn’t think I would go through with booking a ticket on United Airlines from Newark for the weekend before his birthday.

I had used up most of my vacation days and had one to spare, but not another to stay through Prince’s actual born day. Just my luck.

At least I was fulfilling a commitment to an artist I adore.

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I wouldn’t say I was a fanatic for his Royal Badness (one of the many nicknames he carried in his lifetime). But he’s one of the few musicians who really moved me.

I heard his music growing up in the 1980s in Jersey City as a matter of course when the radio dial was set on R&B or pop music stations like KISS-FM and Z-100.

When Prince’s sixth studio album, “Purple Rain,” was released in the summer of 1984, it was a revolution that pushed the rising star into the stratosphere.

I couldn’t go anywhere without hearing the screeching guitar and chanting of Prince that provided the intro to “When Doves Cry,” or the rhythmic strumming of the guitar and the clashing electric drums that start off the album’s title song.

However, it was watching “Purple Rain,” the movie, that put me on the Prince Express. It didn’t matter that he couldn’t act to the satisfaction of critics or that the plot seemed corny. I was just absolutely enthralled by him and his band, The Revolution, tearing through numbers that were a mélange of funk, rock and new wave, while in a musical rivalry with another badass, Morris Day, and his group.

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My 13-year-old self also developed a crush on the leading lady, Apollonia Kotero, for her sultry voice and because she stripped nude to purify herself in the waters of Lake Minnetonka. It blew my mind then (and still blows my mind now).

Prince would remain in the background of my music listening as the years passed.

If it wasn’t his voice, it was the voice of others singing his songs, because he was as adept a songwriter as he was a performer. “I Feel for You” (Chaka Khan), “Manic Monday” (The Bangles) and “Nothing Compares 2 U” (Sinéad O’Connor) are some of the major hits that came from his pen.

The first vinyl album I ever got, in my teens was “Around the World in a Day,” his 1985 anti-commercial and purposely obscured follow-up to “Purple Rain.”

In college and afterward, whenever I had a few bucks in my pocket, I bought various albums on CD: “Diamonds and Pearls,” “The Black Album,” “The Gold Experience” and “Rave Un2 the Joy Fantastic,” and “Lovesexy” on cassette. I paid for a ticket to watch what may be Spike Lee’s worst movie, “Girl 6,” in part to hear Prince’s music.

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But it wasn’t just Prince’s virtuoso musicianship that made me a believer. It was also his personality, confounding and infuriating at the same time, that intrigued me.

I chatted with NYU classmates about how he slept no more than two hours a day because he worked so hard in the studio, playing all the instruments and producing every track. Yet he looked like he hadn’t aged a minute.

You would hear stories of him boosting artists that he admired by having them play on his albums and in concert. Then you would hear stories of his unkindness and controlling nature toward his bandmates and others in his inner circle.

He was a man who attained a level of stardom that demanded he bask in the spotlight at all times. Then there was the man who operated in secrecy and would alternate between the public, large-scale appearances and his surprise late-night concerts at small venues.

He was a true Gemini.

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In the late spring of 2016, I was taking in all of who Prince was, as he was no longer among us mere mortals, while preparing to pay homage to him.

‘MPLS’ and ‘Uptown’

June 3 to 5, 2016.

“Rock ‘n’ Roll Is Alive! (And It Lives in Minneapolis)”

Prince’s 1993 song popped into my head as the United Airlines plane landed at Minneapolis-Saint Paul International Airport around 10:30 p.m. on June 3.

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In the morning, my Prince Pilgrimage was underway as I took a bus near my hotel toward downtown Minneapolis.

While on the bus, I could see out my window why he spent nearly his entire life in or near this city, and created songs like “MPLS” and “Uptown” that presented his hometown to the world.

The widest boulevards I have ever seen outside of Paris. The streets where you saw yards with no fences and many trees. The heat normally expected in late spring was tempered by the Minnesota coolness.

I had an itinerary of the stops I needed to make on a sunny Saturday.

First Avenue and 7th Street Entry was a Greyhound bus depot converted into two music venues starting in the early 1970s. On the wall outside, a giant painted gold star etched with the name PRINCE. Only fitting, as the “Purple Rain” movie was filmed inside First Avenue.

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539 North Newton Ave. in the northern part of Minneapolis is where a teenage Mr. Nelson lived with his dad for a short time until he was thrown out.

When I stopped by to view the three-bedroom house, an African American couple was chatting up a man standing outside the house. After they were done, it was my turn to engage Maurice Phillips, Prince’s former bodyguard, who married his boss’ sister Tyka.

I went into reporter mode to get the inside scoop from him on my favorite recording artist.

What was Prince like? “He’s just a normal kind of guy like us. He put on his pants the same kind of way.”

Are there other thoughts about Prince you want to share? “No. But I know Prince is looking down. I got to get done with this yard work.”

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Later, I made my way to the Parkway Theater in South Minneapolis for what I thought was the best way to mourn the man: “This Thing Called Life — The Prince Tribute.”

Julius Collins, on lead vocals, was backed by members of Prince’s 1990’s band, the New Power Generation, along with other singers and instrumentalists. They regaled attendees with renditions of Prince songs while photos and videos of him played on a screen behind them.

Collins’ voice boomed as he sang, “Good times were rolling/She started dancing in the streets,” (“Uptown”), “Do I believe in God?/Do I believe in me? — Controversy” (“Controversy”), and “Police ain’t got no gun/You don’t have to run” (“DMSR”).

It was the perfect end to day one of the pilgrimage. I got back to my hotel in the late evening to have a meal and prepare for day two.

I should have skipped the takeout from the nearby fast-casual joint, because the resulting heartburn had me down for the count  — and nixed plans to visit the last stop on the pilgrimage: Paisley Park.

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Yet I had a Plan B for the following day, so I wouldn’t let Prince down.

At 2000 Fourth Avenue South in Minneapolis is Electric Fetus, the iconic record store where Prince reportedly made his last public appearance and last music purchases five days before he died.

On my shopping list was his shopping list:

  • Stevie Wonder, “Talking Book.”
  • Chambers Brothers, “The Time Has Come.”
  • Joni Mitchell, “Hejira.”
  • The Swan Silvertones, “Inspirational Gospel Classics.”
  • Missing Persons, “The Best Of Missing Persons.”
  • Santana, “Santana IV.”

I got only three of those CDs, as the others were (unsurprisingly) sold out. I couldn’t have regrets, because, in a weird way, it was the closest to being there when he was there, the closest I would ever get to meeting him.

His famous opening line to “Let’s Go Crazy” also came to mind: “Dearly beloved. We are gathered here today to get through this thing called ‘life.’”

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RIP Prince (June 7, 1958-April 21, 2016).

Ricardo Kaulessar covers race, immigration, and culture for NorthJersey.com. For unlimited access to the most important news from your local community, please subscribe or activate your digital account today.

Email: kaulessar@northjersey.com

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Man convicted of murdering Mariah Samuels set for sentencing Monday after skipping previous court date

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A Minneapolis man convicted of murdering his ex-girlfriend is set to learn his fate Monday after he skipped his original sentencing date on Friday.

A jury found 51-year-old David Wright guilty of first-degree premeditated murder, first- and second-degree murder and illegal possession of a firearm last week. The premeditation conviction automatically triggers a life sentence without the possibility of parole.

Wright was scheduled to be sentenced Friday afternoon, but did not show up to court. The judge asked Wright’s attorney if he was ill or refusing to show up, but the attorney declined to answer on grounds of attorney-client privilege.

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Monday’s sentencing is scheduled for 2:30 p.m.

Wright killed 34-year-old Mariah Samuels in September outside her home in the Willard-Hay neighborhood of Minneapolis, minutes after she posted about his abuse on social media. Family members said Samuels had broken up with him after a few months of dating. She had a restraining order against him.

Samuels’ sister Simone Hunter called Wright “a dangerous person” who “should never see the light of day again” after his conviction. 

Friends and family say Wright acted out throughout the trial, including missing previous court dates and removing himself from the stand.

Both Samuels’ family and Hennepin County Attorney Mary Moriarty criticized the court for not doing more to ensure Wright showed up at the sentencing.

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“This is why people think they can murder people in front of their dad’s house and get away with it. There’s no repercussions for these things, they don’t care about these women who are dying on a daily basis. And the least that they could have done is demanded that he come over here in shackles like the monster that he is,” Hunter said Friday. “I’m astounded.”

Samuels’ family has also accused the Minneapolis Police Department of not doing enough to keep her safe. Chief Brian O’Hara last year ordered her case to be reviewed and officers to be retrained on domestic violence.


For anonymous, confidential help, people can call the National Domestic Violence Hotline at 1-800-799-7233 or 1-800-787-3224.



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Motorcyclist killed in crash on I-35W in Minneapolis

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A 21-year-old man was killed after a motorcycle crash early Friday morning in Minneapolis, according to the Minnesota State Patrol.

Fatal motorcycle crash

The backstory:

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The State Patrol responded to the crash at about 1:20 a.m. on April 17 on northbound I-35W at Johnson Street in Minneapolis.

Authorities say a man operating a Suzuki motorcycle was heading northbound on I-35W when it made contact with the left side median guard rail before it continued to head north. It traveled for about another quarter mile before coming to rest on the right side guard rail.

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Authorities located the motorcycle’s operator on the left side shoulder. He was pronounced dead at the scene.

Crash under investigation

Crash victim ID’d:

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The State Patrol identified the motorcyclist as 21-year-old Andrew James Neuberger of Minneapolis. According to a GoFundMe set up for the family, Neuberger is the oldest of seven children.

What led up to the crash remains under investigation.

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