Minneapolis, MN
Readers Write: Federal deficit, Minneapolis City Council, St. Paul's gems
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Federal government borrowing continues to grow to unprecedented levels, and no one seems to care (“Fix U.S. budget for short, long term,” editorial, Jan. 12). We all are simply shrugging our shoulders, apparently waiting for it to become a crisis, and then maybe doing something about it. I am not an economist, only a certified public accountant who has been trained to deal with numbers as he sees them. I understand these numbers are so high now that they are almost incomprehensible to a normal human being, but they are becoming dangerously high. We can’t wait until investors no longer want U.S. Treasury bonds or expect much higher interest rates because U.S. bonds are no longer considered “risk free.” It will be too late. We, as citizens, must support significantly reducing (eliminating?) federal deficits. “Deficit” is a fancy word for spending more than we can pay for and there are only two ways to reduce deficits: increasing revenue and/or decreasing spending. Other approaches are at best wishful thinking or at worst misleading.
Please take some time to think about this and become a force for change. There is too much at risk not to.
Joseph D. Kenyon, Plymouth
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Getting the attention of the general public regarding the enactment of a short-term federal budget bill is not difficult when failure to do so can result in a government shutdown that has many negative and visible repercussions. But as the recent Star Tribune editorial points out, the impact of not dealing with the longer-term national debt presents myriad concerns that if ignored will provide a “pay me now or pay me later” scenario for the future that will only get worse the longer a solution is kicked down the road.
Cited are two important bills that deal directly with a potential solution to address a combination of additional revenue increases and spending cuts as part of a commission for this much-needed fiscal reform.
Both the Fiscal Stability Act in the Senate, with nine cosponsors, and the Fiscal Commission Act in the House, with 22 cosponsors, offer a similar mechanism to provide a balanced mechanism to develop a longer term for the federal deficit.
Currently there are no Minnesota senators signed on as cosponsors and only one Minnesota representative, Dean Phillips, signed on the House bill. This is a good time to show bipartisan support by our elected congressional delegation to lend their support for these bills.
Jeffrey Peterson, Minneapolis
MINNEAPOLIS CITY COUNCIL
Well, in the first meeting of the new Minneapolis City Council, members spent time debating an issue that has nothing to do with local government and let the meeting dissolve into chaos. The new St. Paul City Council, by contrast, discussed housing, transportation infrastructure and public safety. Having lived in Minneapolis and worked for both cities, this seems par for the course. I’m sure the Star Tribune will find it much more fun to cover the Minneapolis council meetings. Getting local things done for the people who elected you is just so unexciting.
Michael Robertson, Stillwater
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The Minneapolis City Council is being pressured into making a statement about the Israel-Hamas war. There should really be nothing polarizing or controversial about condemning the coldblooded murder of over 1,200 Israelis and the resulting ongoing savagery being perpetrated against the Palestinians in Gaza with reportedly 1 in 100 civilians killed to date (think about this number for a minute in the context of your neighborhood). However, I don’t believe these kind of statements belong to city councils, whose mandate is to address far more immediate local concerns affecting their constituents rather than delve into international matters that have no impact on the homeless person in the street or the hungry child in a school district. There are far more effective venues for expressing the justified outrage over the current situation, but city councils are not it.
Walid Maalouli, Eagan
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Several letter writers (including one City Council member, LaTrisha Vetaw, in “On Gaza, council out of its lane, meeting out of control”) have complained that the council should not be considering a resolution for a cease-fire in the Middle East. They cite two reasons: that it will take time away from their municipal duties and that council has no power over ending that faraway bloodshed. I disagree.
If they are worried about distractions from more local duties, then opponents should stop delaying the resolution consideration. The bigger question is about local influence on foreign policy. Since Israel’s founding, the U.S. has sent it around $130 billion in military aid, only rarely taking any role in mediating a peaceful settlement. Now the heinous attacks of Oct. 7 and the ensuing genocide in Gaza have created a humanitarian disaster that threatens both Israelis and Palestinians. It even begins to spread to a regional conflict that puts the entire world in danger.
With President Joe Biden taking an “Israel, right or wrong” approach, how can we as citizens find an end to the slaughter? We have been writing letters, staging marches, sending resolutions from our congregations, even singing in a Ceasefire Choir in front of the governor’s mansion and federal offices. If a City Council resolution could save a single life or shorten the conflict by even one hour, wouldn’t it be worth it? The U.S. had a shameful record of turning away Jewish refugees during the Nazi Holocaust. Let us now also use our council voices to end the bloodshed instead of merely funding more death.
Charles Underwood, Minneapolis
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As an Israeli American woman, I’m horrified by what’s happening in Gaza and feel bad for the people.
I’m prompted to write in reaction to the recent Minneapolis City Council meeting. It’s wrong and upsetting how the world minimizes and overlooks the horror of sexual violence by Hamas inflicted on Israeli women on Oct. 7. Most don’t know the horrific details of rape, mutilation and killing, while the Hamas men were partying, singing and dancing. Film recordings of the events, filmed by the perpetrators, are now circulating among communities here on the U.S.
Israeli women (and others) are traumatized for the next generation, wondering when the next attack will happen.
Dorit Miles, Minnetonka
ST. PAUL
It’s a great delight to see the “Eye on St. Paul” columns. Many thanks to Jim Walsh for entertaining and enlightening us on people and places that we might not have known about. In recent months, I’ve read about the owner of Cecil’s Deli, the changes to the sunken gardens at Como Park to make them more accessible to those with mobility issues, the founder of the Sahan Journal, the owner of Sweet Martha’s Cookies, and now the Vikings and Goddesses bakery owners (“Baker couple open a pastry walk-up window,” Jan. 11). The interviews with the subjects of these columns provide such insight into the lives of these folks who give this area of the world its vibrancy. Nicely done!
Katie McCurry, St. Paul
Minneapolis, MN
10 years later, our Prince superfan shares his Prince Pilgrimage
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.
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.
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.
‘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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.”
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.
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.’”
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.
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Minneapolis, MN
Man convicted of murdering Mariah Samuels set for sentencing Monday after skipping previous court date
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.
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.
“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.
Minneapolis, MN
Motorcyclist killed in crash on I-35W in Minneapolis
MINNEAPOLIS (FOX 9) – 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:
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.
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:
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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