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Letters 09-26-2016

Welcome To 1984 The Democrat Party, the government education complex, private corporations and foundations, the news media and the allpervasive sports and entertainment industry have incrementally repressed the foundational right of We the People to publicly debate open borders, forced immigration, sanctuary cities and the calamitous destruction of innate gender norms...

Grow Up, Kachadurian Apparently Tom Kachadurian has great words; too bad they make little sense. His Sept. 19 editorial highlights his prevalent beliefs that only Hillary and the Dems are engaged in namecalling and polarizing actions. Huh? What rock does he live under up on Old Mission...

Facts MatterThomas Kachadurian’s “In the Basket” opinion deliberately chooses to twist what Clinton said. He chooses to argue that her basket lumped all into the clearly despicable categories of the racist, sexist, homophobic , etc. segments of the alt right...

Turn Off Fox, Kachadurian I read Thomas Kachadurian’s opinion letter in last week’s issue. It seemed this opinion was the product of someone who offered nothing but what anyone could hear 24/7/365 on Fox News; a one-sided slime job that has been done better by Fox than this writer every day of the year...

Let’s Fix This Political Process Enough! We have been embroiled in the current election cycle for…well, over a year, or is it almost two? What is the benefit of this insanity? Exorbitant amounts of money are spent, candidates are under the microscope day and night, the media – now in action 24/7 – focuses on anything and everything anyone does, and then analyzes until the next event, and on it goes...

Can’t Cut Taxes 

We are in a different place today. The slogan, “Making America Great Again” begs the questions, “great for whom?” and “when was it great?” I have claimed my generation has lived in a bubble since WWII, which has offered a prosperity for a majority of the people. The bubble has burst over the last few decades. The jobs which provided a good living for people without a college degree are vanishing. Unions, which looked out for the welfare of employees, have been shrinking. Businesses have sought to produce goods where labor is not expensive...

Wrong About Clinton In response to Thomas Kachadurian’s column, I have to take issue with many of his points. First, his remarks about Ms. Clinton’s statement regarding Trump supporters was misleading. She was referring to a large segment of his supporters, not all. And the sad fact is that her statement was not a “smug notion.” Rather, it was the sad truth, as witnessed by the large turnout of new voters in the primaries and the ugly incidents at so many of his rallies...

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Darren McCarty‘s Dream World

George Foster - September 26th, 2002
Darren McCarty is the first to admit it: he is living a dream.
McCarty is arguably the most popular player on the Detroit Red Wings team. Though not statistically near the production of Steve Yzerman or Sergei Fedorov, McCarty is beloved for his toughness, clutch performances against the hated Colorado Avalanche, and enthusiasm he brings to each game. Darren McCarty could perform as a synchronized swimmer and sell-out any place in Michigan.
When Streeter‘s Ground Zero nightclub promoted his band Grinder for a gig on Friday, September 13th, a packed house was guaranteed. I doubt ten of the people attending had ever heard McCarty sing or even cared if he could carry a tune. Since long-time Red Wings captain Yzerman is out until 2003 with an injury, Darren McCarty is the people‘s choice. Whether it is riding his Harley, raising his arms deliriously after scoring a goal, working for his cancer foundation, or bouncing around on stage to the backdrop of head-banging rock music, McCarty has a passion for life that is infectious.
I purposely avoided talking about hockey in my interview with him. During this training camp, the Stanley Cup champion Wings have been bombarded with sportswriters seeking interviews on endless hockey minutia. I wanted to see how serious he was about music - he seemed to appreciate it. Growing up near Windsor, Canada, McCarty was a big fan of the Detroit music scene in addition to being a Red Wings devotee. Today, besides performing as the lead singer for his own band, he hangs out with Kid Rock and other famous rockers back in Detroit while somehow finding time to play a little hockey.
He worried about “screwing up“ when Grinder first got together four years ago to do a benefit for the Red Wings tragically injured in a limo after the 1997 Stanley Cup. Now, with 20 gigs or so under his belt, Grinder‘s lead singer has no problem with confidence. He would love to continue his music career after retirement from hockey.
He warned me that the show would be loud, generate a lot of energy, and everyone would have a good time. He was right on all counts. As I looked around the audience that night, it was possibly the most diverse crowd of all time to see a rock performance. Teens, soccer parents, grandparents, eclectic music aficionados (usually seen only on the jazz or blues scene) and most of all - hockey fans attended. Songs from the MC5, Stooges, Clash, Motorhead, and Rolling Stones were cranked out at head-pounding decibels.
If you were at Streeters for the show, it probably seemed like Bizarro-World. Everything was upside down and backward with dozens of Darren McCarty-wannabe‘s of all shapes, sizes, and genders - in Red Wings uniform number 25. Yet, the real Darren McCarty was out of uniform and on stage doing a very convincing impersonation of a rock star.
You also got the feeling that many of the older people experienced their first rock concert at the hands of Darren McCarty, of all people. The hard-driving music blasted those of us near the front so intensely I found myself losing balance from leaning forward at the end of each pulsating song. Some of the younger fans formed a mosh-pit in front of the stage while the 60-70 year old reluctant converts to heavy metal were looking at one another uncomfortably, thinking, “That is Darren McCarty?“
Before seeing him perform, I imagined McCarty would probably be a decent singer with no stage presence. Nothing could be further from the truth. His voice never moved up or down - he just yelled one note to different lyrics - very loud lyrics. His stage presence was amazing, though. From the beginning, he grabbed the mike and strutted around the stage, effortlessly, like a peacock. Sweating profusely without a shirt, McCarty crooned to his fans like a cross between Mick Jagger and Sylvester Stallone (thus his rock nickname - Mac Jagger).
Women were crowding around the stage, each hoping she would be the one asked to come on stage and dance with her hero, ala Bruce Springsteen. It is hard to pick just one when you are Darren McCarty so he asked them all on stage - at least until there was no more room. Singing amid the dancing beauties gazing at him adoringly, Darren McCarty must have been pinching himself. He is truly living a dream.
McCarty couldn‘t resist injecting hockey into the show as he rebuked a Streeters‘ bouncer who was rumored to be an Avalanche fan. To the music of “I fought the law and the law won“ He sang, “I fought Lemieux and I won. I scored on Roy and we won.“ It was a high point of the show - the crowd loved it.
The final song was even punctuated by a savage beating given to a guitar by Grinder lead guitarist Billy Reedy. Though he didn‘t get to smash his tambourine, Darren McCarter put on a great show at Streeters and as usual - had more fun than anyone else in the house.


 
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