Schools across the country have settled
into their respective grooves.
After having been a product of the Detroit
Public School system from K-8 and as a
graduate of the University of Detroit High,
I pride myself on paying attention to the
current educational goings-on in my
hometown. And, probably always will.
The
PUBLISHER’S
Pen
Short of packing my bags and returning
to the scene of my birth, I've rediscovered some very valuable resources to help
me navigate the new civic landscape:
Detroit's Black Press.
I'd delivered the Detroit News to keep a
couple of dollars in my pocket when I
was ten years old. I couldn't, legally, be
a "paperboy" until I was 13 or 14. However, it wasn't against the law to hang out
at the neighborhood newspaper station
and hope like hell to make some tips by
helping the REAL paperboys fold their
issues into the projectiles that landed on
your porch daily.
But, every Wednesday, I had to have a
Michigan Chronicle. THAT was my go-to
source for reading stories about folks
who looked like me.
Of those that I aspired to emulate.
Thangs have changed in the City of
Detroit. Now, the non-muted Black
voices seem to blend across media as
print columnists are also radio hosts and
TV commentators. So many of these
same "journalists" do their damndest to
steer abundantly clear on matters of
race.
Meanwhile, Detroit's assets are being
looted left and right. And, guess what:
The local mainstream media (and its
advertisers) looks the other way.
It’s laughable.