Grisham to WaPo: “We’re Hillary people.”

No need to bother asking me about being Barack Obama’s Vice President, Mark Warner told about 2,000 delegates at the state convention. If offered the VP spot on Obama’s ticket, Warner will say no.

On Sunday, The Washington Post reported on Warner’s speech at the Democratic state convention, quoting him as saying, "Let me be clear about this: I have been working very hard these last few months to ask the people of Virginia to give me the honor of being their United States senator. I will not seek, and I will not accept, any other opportunity."

That’s been Warner’s standard answer to questions about his VP potential, though his speech on Saturday spelled out his intentions in starkly clear language.

There was an eyebrow-raising moment a little further into the story, however. Here’s the juicy part:

"But several Clinton supporters at the convention said they are unlikely to rally behind Obama, a sign that Democrats still face a hurdle in overcoming divisions created during the primaries.

Satish Korpe, a Clinton supporter from Alexandria, said it was a ‘long shot’ that he could be persuaded to support Obama.

‘I don’t trust what he is saying,’ Korpe said. Novelist John Grisham, too, who attended the convention with his wife in support of Clinton, is not ready to back Obama.

‘We’re Hillary people,’ he said."

So does this mean that Grisham, Democratic bigwig that he is, isn’t going to vote for Obama? Not donating to the campaign is one (self-defeating) thing. But to sit at home or—gasp—vote for John McCain is quite another.

If it’s the national media’s misogyny that’s making these folks sit on their hands, perhaps they’d like to take all look at The Maverick’s position on women’s issues.

NYT photography critic blogs at UVA

A little wishy-washy when it comes to art knowledge? Learn a few tricks to impress the Festival of the Photograph crowd from New York Times critic Andy Grundberg!

As part of the University of Virginia Art Museum’s "Mutual Attraction" photography exhibit, Grundberg will offer his input on UVA’s collection of photographs (read Grundberg’s first post here). His first post, a musing on the theme of the UVA Art Museum’s collection, develops (ha!) the links between early Surrealists like Hans Belmer and Man Ray to Festival of the Photograph guest Joel-Peter Witkin, and briefly touches on the frank realism of past guest Sally Mann.


Trying to figure out Joel-Peter Witkin? Get NYT critic Andy Grundberg’s take on photography with his blog for the UVA Art Museum.

Barking dogs in the People’s Republic

It looks like the local kerfuffle du jour has made its way to, of all places, Baltimore. John Woestendiek, a reporter at the Baltimore Sun, posted about Albemarle County’s decision to begin fining owners of obnoxious dogs.

Woestendiek basically offers a gloss of the ordinance that the Board of Supervisors passed on June 11. It says that a neighbor who’s pissed off at a dog that won’t stop barking has legal recourse. This involves the simple process of trekking on down to the magistrate’s office, swearing out a warrant, providing proof that the dog in question barked for longer than 30 minutes without—and I’ll quote from the ordinance here—"cessation of such sound for time periods greater than five minutes during the thirty consecutive minutes."

The ordinance, however, doesn’t specify what kind of proof is needed. Picture, if you will, a judge having to listen to a recording of a dog barking for half an hour. If it were me, I’d probably be inclined to lock up  anyone who records such things. 

Woestendiek doesn’t offer much in the way of commentary, but there is no dearth of that in the local media. I’ve got a story coming out Tuesday of Dog Barking Commentary’s greatest hits.

There was one, though, that was utterly unsurprising. It pops up whenever a local government around here (I’m looking at you, Albemarle County) tries to institute some kind of ordinance that most places with more than three people per square mile passed some time before the Battle of the Bulge—say, like "No shooting guns in the general direction of children" or "No more than four armadillos per apartment patio." In fact, when I heard about the proposed ordinance, I wondered low long it would take to emerge.

Not long. Joanne Hayden, take it away:

“Tonight I feel like I am moving into the People’s Republic of Albemarle.”

Ms. Hayden spoke thus at the BoS meeting. Look, I know we think we’re being really clever when we compare Charlottesville to Communist China, but I wonder if we can decide, as a people, that this rhetorical devise is overused and ultimately boring. Let’s put a stop to the "People’s Republic of Whatever." It’s just so … I don’t know … Cold War-ish.

But don’t worry, people. I’m not going to leave you without means to compare sensible government to murderous authoritarian regimes. What fun would that be?

So I propose a new devise for those who want to keep government off our backs and out of our barnyards. I actually stole it from my girlfriend’s uncle. He calls Charlottesville "Charlottastan," as in Afghanistan, Pakistan and all those others ‘stans where grumpy fundamentalists grow beards and make life miserable.

It believe it also works with the county … "Albemarlastan." Not quite as catchy, but functional. Kind of like the county.

So, whadaya say? Can we make that switch? Beside, Communism is so pre-September 11 in terms of culturally referencing totalitarianism. Be a pioneer. Be a patriot. Be the first one to use either sobriquet at a public meeting or letter to the editor.

CPD S.W.A.T. takes first place

You may want to find another place to grab a couple hostages.

The Charlottesville Police Department S.W.A.T. team took first place at the Virginia Annual S.W.A.T. Competition. Twenty-one teams from Virginia, Pennsylvania and South Carolina competed in the 8th annual contest. The Albemarle County Police Department’s team placed third.

"I am extremely proud of their skill, tenacity, strength and remarkable team
work," says Police Chief Tim Longo via e-mail. "In part, I believe their accomplishment is a testament to the level of time and energy they put into the training both individually and as a team."

The Harrisonburg Police Department hosts the competition each year. This was the first time that Charlottesville’s S.W.A.T team took part in the competition. S.W.A.T. team members were required to master military-type events that involve shooting, running and navigating an obstacle course.

"We’ve been training for the last three months for this," Sergeant L.A. Durrette told Harrisonburg’s Daily News Record. "We tried to focus on the shooting and physical parts."

"The S.W.A.T. Team is a critical resource to both the department and the community," Longo says. "It’s the kind of resource that while it is not deployed on a regular basis,  it is extremely important during high risk situations."

County staff gets $35K to keep near-verbatim minutes

County Executive Bob Tucker isn’t as silly as he seemed when he went through with a Board of Supervisors work session June 11 on whether to make the minutes of Board meetings “summary” instead of “near-verbatim”: He was able to extract $35,000 from supervisors for additional staff to transcribe Board minutes.

The idea of making government less transparent drew widespread criticism from citizen watchdogs. But the Board of Supervisors met 194 times last year, an increase of 43 percent from 2000. Minute transcription is way behind—the most recent minutes available are from January—and staff wondered whether podcasting, which started in 2006, filled the void if the Board went to summary minutes. So supervisors had to choose whether to scrap near-verbatim minutes or to ante up the $35,000.

“I really appreciate staff going through this exercise with us because it gave me a really good idea of what summary and verbatim means,” said Supervisor Sally Thomas. “And I’m strongly on the side of verbatim. Then I had to decide whether it’s just hubris, do I just like being able to pick out what I said, and I convinced myself that had nothing to do with it.”

Only Chairman Ken Boyd voted against it.

Since the minutes of the discussion won’t be available for many moons, you can listen to the full discussion at Charlottesville Tomorrow’s website.

Blaze claims Fifeville house

A Fifeville house in the midst of renovations went up in smoke today. According to city spokesman Ric Barrick, three workers left 1004 King St. around 12:30pm. Around 2pm, a 911 call alerted city emergency personnel of the blaze, which did extensive damage and took off much of the roof of the white stucco dwelling. The house, built around 1905, was bought by William Jobes for $175,000 in 2004, and Barrick says that it has been vacant for the past year.—with reporting by Scott Weaver


No one was inside when the fire started, according to witnesses.

Police seize $34K and 200 grams of crack

Jefferson Area Drug Enforcement Task Force (JADE) officers have arrested two men and confiscated a lot of drugs and a lot of cash. Last night at around 7pm on the 300 block of 10th Street NW, officers arrested Murray Lee Hill, a 51-year-old Charlottesville man, along with 28-year-old Maurice Edgehill of New York City. Both had outstanding charges of distribution of cocaine and drug conspiracy. Investigators seized $33,680 cash along with a .380 caliber pistol and 200 grams of crack cocaine, which police say has a street value of $40,000. Police also say further charges and arrests are pending.

Murray Lee Hill, 51, of Charlottesville


Maurice Edgehill, 28, of New York City

Updated 4:11pm: Man, stabbed in abdomen, has emergency surgery

An unidentified man was taken to the UVA Medical Center on Tuesday afternoon following an apparently self-inflicted attack that left him with serious wounds in the abdomen.

According to the Daily Progress, witnesses spotted the man just after 5pm, clutching his side and staggering along the sidewalk near Buford Middle School. The passersby called police, who soon arrived along with rescue squads and blocked off a two-block portion of Ninth Street. An ambulance took the victim away around 7:15pm and he entered surgery shortly thereafter. As of Wednesday morning, media reports indicated that it was uncertain whether the man’s wounds were the result of a stabbing or a shooting.

On Wednesday afternoon, City spokesman Ric Barrick told C-VILLE that, although the man had said he heard a noise and felt pain while innocently walking down the street, then saw two men running away, forensic workers investigating his Orangedale Avenue home found a note he’d left for his wife in which he talked about hurting himself. It was determined that the man’s wounds were in fact from a stabbing, not a shooting, and that he had lifted his shirt to administer the wounds himself.

Barrick said further that the man is a known "cutter" and had recently been released from rehab.

Farmers and foodies eat a royal local feast

Last night, at the Toliver House restaurant in charming Gordonsville, about 50 people gathered to celebrate the bounty of food and drink that’s locally produced. The Piedmont Environmental Council (PEC) sponsored the four-course dinner, but attention fell mostly on the farmers (and distillers, winemakers and ice-cream producers) in attendance, and the food they’d created.

Prepared by Toliver House chef Jonathan Hayward, the meal was entirely built around local meats, produce, cheeses and wines—and whiskey! Yes, local single-malt whiskey, produced by the Copper Fox Distillery in Sperryville. Owner Rick Wasmund muddled mint (which grows behind the distillery) for summery cocktails and talked about how he gets all his barley from a single, nearby grower. This fact competed for attention with the delectable cheddar cheeses of Unionville’s Marshall Farms, two platters of which were handily dispatched by attendees before everyone retired to the dining room.

So what can you get locally right now? Answer: At least four courses of sophisticated goodness. First was a salad of Retreat Farm beets, Caromont Farm goat cheese, and Planet Earth Diversified basil. This was paired with a Viognier from Keswick Vineyards, whose winemaker, Stephen Barnard, spoke to the group about moving from his native South Africa to produce wines in the challenging climate of Virginia ("A terrible year in South Africa is a good year in Virginia," he said, not unkindly). Keswick’s acidic Verdejo stood up nicely to the citrus vinaigrette that dressed the next course, a microgreens salad with small tomatoes from Planet Earth Diversified. Michael Clark of that long-established Stanardsville farm spoke briefly about the primacy of "local" over "organic" and the trickiness of the latter term, as farmers struggle to innovate within the sometimes restrictive bounds of federal regulations.

Retreat Farm’s Frank Gillan took the stage next, alongside roasted leg of lamb that he’d raised—a breed called Karakul, he explained, that dates to Biblical times and is hardier than many modern hybrids, thus requiring fewer antibiotics and deworming treatments. Chickens also help him keep pests away.

Having downed three glasses of wine and copious amounts of food at this point (did we mention the Retreat Farm potatoes and spinach that accompanied the lamb?), diners might have lolled in an uncomfortable stupor, but for the energetic description by Lynsie Watkins—co-owner of Waynesboro ice cream company Perfect Flavor—of her French custard-making routine: pasteurizing local milk in "the country’s smallest pasteurizer," a 15-gallon model, then cracking 250 Polyface eggs by hand into the mixture, a two-and-a-half-hour process. "We believe that milk has a terroir" just like wine or cheese, said Watkins. As she talked, diners made moaning sounds in response to the taste of her ice cream paired with rhubarb-strawberry crisp and Keswick’s ultra-sweet Nektar dessert wine.

And there was much rejoicing.

Lynsie Watkins and other local food producers made mouths water with their wares at the Toliver House Tuesday night.

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We Are Star Children

We Are Star Children sounds like it’s from the ’80s. That statement could refer to an embrace of the decade’s frequent gaudiness, from Cyndi Lauper and other girls who just want to have fun to Men With Hats’ synthy bounce for safety. Or it could point towards the less pop-indulgent sounds of post-punk groups of the same period. It could even be touching on a more abstract youthful whimsy bubbling to the surface in those who came of age in the era of Pac-Man, Reagan and MTV. With Straight Punch to the Crotch’s debut album, all of the above applies.

Listen to "When Animals Attack" from Straight Punch to the Crotch‘s We Are Star Children:


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The local quintet is a fun-loving band, and Star Children picks up the carefree pop approach that seems to have dropped from the mainstream since the wave of seriousness brought on by ’90s grunge and gangsta rap. Tracks like “Robot Baby” and “Take Off All Your Clothes” simultaneously stick out their tongues and plant them firmly in their cheeks. Straight Punch steers clear of excessive cheese, but they realize getting a little goofy is better than leaning solely on angst, pining and heartbreak for inspiration.

Balanced against the comical slant that their name implies, Straight Punch also draws on a deeper stream of ’80s rock influences. “Summer Sun and Firecrackers,” a timely summer anthem, has the drive and jangly echo of the Bunnymen and R.E.M. The keyboard hooks and inflected vocals on songs like “When Animals Attack” and “Murder” recall the sonic wit of British rockers Felt and celebratory spazz of Talking Heads. The album even seeps a sensuality reminiscent of Prince, but hopefully not enough that he’ll try to sue them for it.


Hitting hard: Straight Punch to the Crotch delivers an impressive first blow with We Are Star Children.

Straight Punch is not stuck in the past or following some retro fad, though. The band keeps things fresh and new by riding a series of careful lines. Humor is delivered with a straight face. Cuteness is coupled with stories of methamphetamine and murder. Eighties-style flamboyance is held up with the period’s positive pop innovations. We Are Star Children, at nine songs, is a remarkably tight and composed effort. Of course, it’s impossible to capture flame-shooting keytars and a musical mannequin on a CD, so even though you should snag this album as soon as possible, a live show is a necessary part of getting the full impact of Straight Punch to the Crotch.

Straight Punch to the Crotch will perform during Charlottesville Lady Arm Wrestlers’ match at Blue Moon Diner on June 10 and will celebrate the release of We Are Star Children with a show at Zinc on June 21.