Detroit Free Press

MAYOR’S CHARM AND ARROGANCE A DEADLY MIX

MAYOR’S CHARM AND ARROGANCE A DEADLY MIX

Christine Beatty sat in the courtroom, staring at her feet, hollow as a ghost, even as the columns seemed to be collapsing around her in some Biblical destruction scene, the mayor about to plead guilty, the police chief quitting, helicopters flying over the Manoogian Mansion. And you wondered, as the man she once considered the "love of my life" began his life as a convicted criminal, if she finally realized what everyone in this town should know by now: Charm and arrogance are a treacherous combination.
STAFF PICKS: WILL THE LIONS CONTEND?

STAFF PICKS: WILL THE LIONS CONTEND?

MITCH ALBOM: YESThe word contend means to challenge for something, and unlike years past, I don't think the Lions will be out of the running by Halloween. If they win the division, they make the playoffs, and with the way Chicago traditionally flip-flops, who knows whether they'll behave like defending Super Bowl participants? So the Lions can contend for their division, which is more than we have said in recent years. Hey. Baby steps. Baby steps.Will Kitna be Lions' first Pro Bowl QB since 1971? NoLions record8-8Lions MVPJon Kitna
ROGERS’ NUMBERS NEVER DID ADD UP

ROGERS’ NUMBERS NEVER DID ADD UP

In the end, Charles Rogers was a number. Nothing more. He wasn't a star. He certainly wasn't a role model. Heck, he was barely a memory, seeing how little he played.Rogers was a number. His draft number. The No. 2 selection in the 2003 draft. Had he been a fourth-round pick, no one would have expected anything after three subpar seasons. Had he been a fourth-round pick, no one would have argued to keep him after he violated the NFL's substance-abuse rules. Had he been a fourth-round pick, no one would have blinked when the Lions sent him packing this past weekend.
A DAY IN THE LIFE EXPLAINS HIS AWARD

A DAY IN THE LIFE EXPLAINS HIS AWARD

Next time you think you're having a bad day, consider this story.Mo Gerhardt is in a wheelchair. He considers himself lucky. Lucky, because with his particular lot in life - Duchenne's disease, a form of muscular dystrophy - doctors predicted he wouldn't live beyond his teens. Mo is 28. He lives every moment. He is upbeat and funny and a fighter. He insists on his own job and apartment and driving a specially equipped van. He is a sports nut. When he could walk, he played baseball like a demon. Later he took up hockey - wheelchair hockey.
NO CLASSES UNTIL AFTER LABOR DAY

NO CLASSES UNTIL AFTER LABOR DAY

Look, I was a kid once, and I still think like a kid, so the kid in me - and the adult in me - needs to say this right now:School starts in September.Not August. Not July.Certainly not July 22, which is when certain school districts in Georgia began "fall" classes this year. July 22? You're still getting your lemonade stand set up by July 22! You're not in SCHOOL on July 22!This is insane. I've been following this trend of pushing the school year back earlier and earlier, and it's time for the kid in all of us to say, and you can quote me here, "Yuck."
HOW CAN MICHIGAN’S OPENER TURN INTO A SEASON-ENDER?

HOW CAN MICHIGAN’S OPENER TURN INTO A SEASON-ENDER?

Can a season end the day it begins?It just did.The ant tripped the elephant. The skinny guy kicked sand in the bully's face, grabbed his girlfriend and stole his car. Some kids from Appalachian State came down from the Blue Ridge Mountains and delivered a sermon in Michigan Stadium, before 109,000 non-believers.Goliath falls.
SKY HIGH? WHAT IF SKY’S THE LIMIT?

SKY HIGH? WHAT IF SKY’S THE LIMIT?

It has been a few weeks since gas prices were the BIG story. This doesn't mean gas prices have plummeted. It just means, for the moment, our blood pressure isn't boiling over. Why not? You still can pay more than $3 a gallon anywhere you look. A year ago, the national average was $2.28. The year before that, it was $1.79. Two years before that it was $1.31.The profits for Big Oil still are embarrassing. The OPEC nations that get filthy rich from our spending - some of which might like to see us wiped out, if we weren't such good customers - still are raking in the money.

Mitch Albom writes about running an orphanage in impoverished Port-au-Prince, Haiti, his kids, their hardships, laughs and challenges, and the life lessons he’s learned there every day.

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