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Mind your Mann-ers

One year ago this week, Virginia Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli launched an investigation to determine whether former UVA climate scientist Michael Mann violated the state’s Fraud Against Taxpayers Act. Mann, who received $485,000 via five federal and state grants for his research, is a popular target for global warming skeptics, who don’t like his temperature modelling.

UVA climate scientist Michael Mann told C-VILLE previously that he hopes UVA will “stand up against these transparent attempts not just to bully me, but to thwart the progress of science.”

Albemarle County Circuit Court Judge Paul Peatross ultimately ruled that the Attorney General failed to adequately show fraud—a ruling Cuccinelli successfully appealed to the state Supreme Court. Brian Gottstein, Cuccinelli’s communications director, says the court has not set a date, and at press time awaited UVA’s response brief, due by Monday, April 25.

However, in the heat of the moment, the American Tradition Institute (ATI) and Republican State Delegate Bob Marshall launched a nearly identical pursuit for the same items. In a Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) request, ATI and Marshall requested all documents funded by Mann’s grants, along with the scientist’s correspondence with 39 colleagues and his computer programs and algorithms.

So, UVA complied. On March 16, the University began to cull Mann’s research and correspondence from a backup computer server—a massive stash of documents (see below). ATI paid the school $2,000 for an initial 80 hours of research; when, two weeks ago, UVA concluded its first round of review, it halted work and ATI agreed to overnight another payment.

ATI Litigation Director Christopher Horner says his group still awaits the first round of documents from UVA. Judging by the pace and the price of UVA’s research, ATI may be in for a long wait.

Counting UVA’s climate case

Total documents on UVA backup server: 34,062
Estimated time to review all
documents: 340 hours
Estimated cost of review ($25/hour): $8,500
“Potentially responsive” documents identified: 8,000
“Potentially responsive” documents reviewed: 1,000
Days elapsed since UVA began review: 41
Law students working on FOIA request:

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Small Bites

Pizza the action

Just call us “Pie Town.” A new pizza joint—this time in Belmont—is slated to open this week. Called Belmont Pizza & Pub, Harry Horner’s new restaurant will have outdoor seating and —good news, Belmont-dwellers!—delivery to folks in the neighborhood and Downtown.

The new pizza spot’s home is 221 Carlton Rd. in Kathy’s Shopping Center, formerly Two Sides Restaurant. Two Sides closed in early March, indicating that it would soon reopen.
But what’s on the menu at Belmont P&P? Obviously, you’ll find hand-tossed pizzas (with appropo names like “The Carlton” and “The Avon”), but also specialty subs, salads and a full bar.

Choco mama

Mama may have said, “Life is like a box of chocolates,” but perhaps what she really meant was “I’d sure like a box of chocolates.” If that was the case, this week, Gearharts Chocolates in the Main Street Market has what she’s looking for.

The chocolate gurus there enlisted an art class at St. Catherine’s School in Richmond (the home of another Gearharts outpost) to produce original Mother’s Day-themed designs, which were then transferred to the Raspberry Zin delicacies.

The eight-piece box of chocolates (priced at $13) comes with a special note to Mom.
 

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We love cookie

Everyone loves cookies, but beneath this universal fact lay dozens of feuding factions. Chewy! Crispy! Chocolate chip! Oatmeal raisin! Thick! Thin! The rivalries abound, but fortunately, so do our town’s cookie choices. Here’re a dozen guaranteed to satisfy all sides of the Cookie Camp. Now, if only we could agree on what to dunk them in…

 

Albemarle Baking Company’s Black Cadillac (1) pacifies even the fiercest chocolate craving. Blue Ridge Country Store’s Chocolate Chunk (2) is a crispy, buttery, sweet ending to your salad bar lunch. Breadworks’ Brown Sugar Shortbread with Pecans (3) tastes like a homemade Pecan Sandie. Calvino Café’s Chocolate Chunk (4) delights gourmets with toasted walnuts, bittersweet chocolate and a discernible pinch of sea salt. Cappellino’s Crazy Cakes’ Snickerdoodle (5) is fluffy, cinnamon-sugary perfection. Chandler’s Bakery’s Sugar cookies (6) are a tasty classic, yet fully customizable down to their shape and colored sugar topping. Feast!’s Molasses Sugar (7) looks like chocolate from the darkness of the molasses, but spices things up with ginger and clove. Foods of All Nations’ German Chocolate (8) packs all the moist, fudgy flavor and flaky coconut that we love about the cake into a cookie. HotCakes’ Oatmeal Raisin (9) outshines the traditional recipe with its plump golden raisins and healthy shake of cinnamon. Market Street Market’s Chocolate Chip (10) perfects the dough-to-chip ratio and that elusive “crunchy on the outside, soft on the inside” quality. Penne Lane’s Black & White (11) comforts homesick New Yorkers with this puffy, cake-like cookie slathered with chocolate and vanilla icing. Simeon Market’s Peanut Butter (12) is crispy and decorated with a criss-cross just like Mom’s.—Megan Headley

Dough yummy

We have Ben and Jerry to thank for the delightful mix of ice cream and raw cookie dough. Here are four local takes on a now-classic treat. Go ahead and indulge. You know you want to.

Twenty-year-old Chaps makes its cookie dough with creamy vanilla bean-flecked ice cream, chunky chocolate chips and huge spoonfuls of housemade cookie dough blended through. Sinfully good.

Locally owned Dips & Sips is the place for your cookie dough cravings. Good in a waffle cone or sundae, try the Baja Chocolate: a gorgeous mixing of chocolate ice cream with a marshmallow ribbon, thick chunks of cookie dough and nubs of chocolate. Order a double scoop during $1 Off a Scoop Tuesdays!

At Ben & Jerry’s, you could have a humongous scoop of classic cookie dough, but consider switching it up with Half Baked, a divine mixture of vanilla and chocolate frozen yogurts with huge gobs of fudgey brownies and chocolate chip cookie dough.

For the truly adventurous, try the Fried Cookie Dough Sundae at West Main. Enormous dollops of cookie dough are deep fried until crisp, then topped with creamy vanilla ice cream and drizzled with chocolate sauce. Yummy to the 10th power!—Jenée Libby

Pure gulp

A great cookie demands great milk. and Charlottesvillians are fortunate to live in first-rate dairy country. Homestead Creamery in Wirtz, Virginia, packs grass-fed milk from Valley farms in classic milkman-type bottles. It’s nonhomogenized (or “creamline”) milk, meaning the cream floats on top. As long as you’re already indulging, give that heavy bottle a satisfying shake and sit down to a glass of the richest milk around. A half-gallon at the Emmet Street Kroger will set you back $2.99.

Cut it out

Baking cookies at home?
Try this cute pup-shaped cutter from The Happy Cook. 

 

 

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A dance with "D-Man"

In the glory days of the Dallas Cowboys—the early 1990s—kids used to joke about how the team’s compact, unstoppable running back Emmitt Smith took ballet lessons in the off-season. It made theoretical sense, kind of, that studying movement would improve his footwork. But the thought that it was Smith’s moonlighting in Capezios and a tutu that allowed him to carry for 132 yards and two touchdowns (plus catching four passes for 26 yards) in Super Bowl XXVIII, was, for certain young men, a major source of cognitive dissonance.

The choreographer Bill T. Jones’ relationship with UVA began in 2008, when he spent a week staging a work with community members to commemorate Abraham Lincoln’s bicentennial. He returned last week for a series of classes and public rehearsals, and will be back in November for several events, including a performance of his classic “D-Man in the Waters” at the Paramount.

And for this writer it remained a bit confusing until I watched the Tony- and “Genius” grant-winning choreographer Bill T. Jones rehearse a portion of his 1989 contemporary dance piece, “D-Man in the Waters,” in the modest studio at UVA’s Memorial Gym. Jones, who wrote and choreographed Fela! on Broadway, was at UVA last week for the second of a three-part, year-long residency that will culminate in a November performance of “D-Man” at the Paramount Theater. Jones wrote the piece in 1989 when a member of his company, Demian Acquavella, or “D-Man” was suffering from AIDS. (During the residency, Jones also worked on “Story/Time,” a collaboration with UVA composer Ted Coffey.)

Far from gloomy, “D-Man” is an almost freakishly kinetic celebration, requiring athletic feats of its dancers that put a Super Bowl touchdown to shame. And in rehearsal it begs to be watched the way one watches a Nascar race: in anticipation of the inevitable moment when something goes horribly wrong. One dancer was taxed, her sweat visibly matting the back of her red sleeveless shirt, with each attempt at a dangerous move. Her task was to spring, stop short behind another dancer, jump, mount her feet on his lower back, and send herself flying, pencil-straight, into the arms of yet another dancer—who was standing next to a brick wall.

“You hesitated before you jumped,” Jones yelled after what must have been a fifth attempt. “Don’t.”

If the open rehearsal allowed the community to glimpse Jones’ creative process, there was a lot to take in. Soon his shirt was off, and even at 59 and “retired” from dancing, Jones is huge, as ripped as any professional football player. When instructing the company, he’s short on details and communicates more in grunts than in technical terms, leaving the task of remembering the specifics—is it two steps or three?—to Janet Wong, the spindly associate artistic director of the Bill T. Jones/Arnie Zane Dance Company.

More Vince Lombardi than Busby Berkeley, Jones leads the company with the blunt force of his charisma. Who knows what Smith would’ve done in Super Bowl XXVIII had he trained with Jones.

Front-line tragedy

If you’ve picked up the Virginia Quarterly Review in recent years, you know that its strengths lie in gathering in-depth, on-the-ground reporting from places where few others are willing to go. VQR contributor and recent Pulitzer Prize nominee Chris Hondros, who in recent years contributed pieces on Saddam Hussein’s foxhole and the earthquake in Haiti, died of injuries sustained during a mortar attack in Libya last week. Hondros was on assignment for Getty Images, covering the battle between militants and pro-Qaddafi forces. Editor Ted Genoways has a tribute to Hondros on the journal’s website.  

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The Conspirator; PG-13, 122 minutes; Regal Downtown Mall 6

Robert Redford’s creaky but absorbing courtroom drama-cum-history lesson presents a vindictive American government trampling the Constitution in order to avenge a national trauma. And then congratulates itself for asking, “Sound familiar?”

In The Conspirator, Robert Redford’s due process–driven morality tale, Robin Wright plays Mary Surratt, the only female co-conspirator charged in the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.

Yes—sometimes tediously so. In The Conspirator, Robin Wright stars as Mary Surratt, the Confederate-friendly Maryland woman accused on circumstantial evidence of abetting the plot that killed Abraham Lincoln. As it happens, Surratt ran a boardinghouse frequented by John Wilkes Booth (Toby Kebbell) and his collaborators, including her own son John (Johnny Simmons), who skipped town immediately after the assassination, leaving his mother to get hauled into an unabashedly hostile military tribunal. But at least this Mary Surratt has James McAvoy as Frederick Aiken, a young Union war-hero lawyer who becomes her defender.

Opting always for the obvious over the ambiguous, with rhetoric seemingly lifted from the outraged bumper stickers of the Bush II years, James Solomon’s script lacks the timeless moral force of, say, an Arthur Miller play. But as a hunk of Redford-esque piety, it’ll do. It would help if we could actually feel Redford yearning for the good old days of big-screen didacticism, but it’s more like he’s on auto-pilot. The one thing that a movie with a bleeding heart shouldn’t be is bloodless, and this one is close to it.

Nobody said it’d be easy to dramatize a battered young nation coming to grips with the value of due process. Or, O.K., Redford and Wright may have said that to each other a few times. All evidence suggests that they’ve enjoyed a mutually encouraging and generally unchallenging rapport. Sitting under gauzy shafts of light in a sort of 1860s proto-Guantanamo, Wright looks austere and dignified as a martyr to the history we were doomed to repeat. The still-open question of Surratt’s possible involvement with the assassination scheme becomes so abstract that it does her the compound injustice of reduction to mere symbolism.

The nice lad playing her lawyer, meanwhile, goes about his conscience-kindling and speechifying with similar constancy. Nudged along by Tom Wilkinson as Reverdy Johnson, the former attorney general who threw the case in his lap, McAvoy’s Aiken dutifully altercates with his opponent, the vulpine prosecutor Joseph Holt (Danny Huston), and with the spiteful Secretary of War Edwin Stanton (a cardboard cutout wiggled by Kevin Kline). The equally unchallenged supporting cast also includes Colm Meaney as General David Hunter, who presided over Surratt’s trial; Evan Rachel Wood as her long-suffering daughter Anna; and, absurdly, Justin Long, in a silly mustache, as Aiken’s fictive battlefield pal.

Closing credits remind us that the actual Aiken went on, post-Surratt, to rake muck at The Washington Post. Of course, Redford once did too, in All The President’s Men. But that seems like ancient history now. 

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Checking in with Daria Okugawa

What were you doing when we called?
I had just gotten out of rehearsal and was having lunch at Hotcakes before heading off to my next chunk of rehearsal. If you’re a student you can get a card there and every time you go they have something you can have for free. I’ve only got about 35 days of school left, so I wanted to use the card a few more times.

Daria Okugawa says that she wants to revisit some of the local roles she’s played. “It’s true of any Tennessee Williams play I do, but specifically in The Glass Menagerie, where I played Amanda. The Goat at Live Arts was the first time I did Edward Albee, and that play changed me. I would be in those shoes again in a heartbeat.”

What are you working on right now?
I went back to school three years ago to get my MFA in acting at UVA and I’m in my last semester, a big part of which is the original performance part of the thesis work. [One part of it ] is called “Devil in the Dirt” and it’s based on an interview with a friend of mine, a woman who cleans houses for a living. A few months ago she told me this incredible story about burying her father, and it caught my attention so much that I wished I had the courage to ask her if I could use her story in my thesis work. Well, I didn’t, but then out of the blue she left an eight-page poem based on the experience at my door with a note asking if I would make a play for her. And so it was just like, “Oh my God, the muse has struck.” We decided that I would interview her and her sisters on film, and use that footage as the basis for a one-woman show, trying to get their words as verbatim as possible.

Tell us about your day job.
I’ve been training people in teaching Alexander Technique in Charlottesville for 26 years, which is what brought me here. In a nutshell, the technique is a very sophisticated and intelligent approach to analyzing habits that people have that block them from doing things in the freest way, mainly postural habits and habits of reaction. The assumption is that underneath all of these ingrained behaviors there’s a well-working body.

What is your first artistic memory from childhood?
When I went to a public high school we got to choose an elective, and I had practiced and practiced to say “journalism,” and when I did the counselor said, “Fine, but you need a backup.” I picked drama. Now, I didn’t know that drama was acting, and on the first day of class I saw the stage and was horrified, but too shy to leave. The teacher was on fire about theater though, and he connected it to the storyteller and the shaman, the ritual I recognized from Catholic school. Later, he took some of us that were on the poor side to plays. I had never seen a play before, but it changed everything, and was such an escape from my not-so-great home life.

Items you let yourself splurge on?
For years there’s been this clown character hiding in me and I’ve been waiting to find my outfit. Recently I walked into a used clothing shop, and there was this big pink poof ball of a dress on a mannequin by the door. I said, “Oh my God, that’s my dress.” I had to have it.

How do you prepare for work?
I’m starting to learn that my actual process has a lot do with dreaming about the part, just living my life with the role in the back of my head, as if there’s a person I know, or could know, or inside me that comes about gradually. It’s always surprising, because I don’t always trust it. But once it gets to that moment I can feel it in my bones.

Tell us about a work of art that you wish were in your private collection.
I’d have the ocean. I know that it’s not a work of art in the way that people think of, but I always find myself going back to waves. Recently, we did a theater exercise with a visiting casting director who had us picture ourselves getting on a giant ball swinging out over the sea. He did that to get us in the right frame of mind for auditioning. I’ve been trying to remember to do that.  

Charlottesville awards $3M contract for McIntire Road Extended

While the federally earmarked 250 Interchange remains as motionless as a Volvo wagon caught in rush hour traffic, the other portions of the tripartite Meadow Creek Parkway—including McIntire Road Extended, reports Charlottesville Tomorrow—are slowly rolling ahead. The Commonwealth Transportation Board recently awarded a $3.37 million construction contract for the city’s portion of the parkway, and building could begin within the next two months, provided the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers permits construction around a nearby stream.

In February, members of the Coalition to Preserve McIntire Park filed a lawsuit against the Federal Highway Administration to stop construction of the 250 Interchange. In the suit, the coalition members claim that the use of federal money on the interchange violates the Department of Transportation Act of 1966. The act prohibits the use of federal funds on roads that pass through parkland unless there are no alternative routes. For background, click here.

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Workout for the best?

Circuit Court Judge Cheryl Higgins dismissed a lawsuit filed against City Council by the Charlottesville Area Fitness Club Operators Association (CAFCOA) last week. While the ruling could clear the way for a long-awaited (and much contested) YMCA in McIntire Park, a pair of appeals could inhibit financing for the $15 million fitness facility.

County supervisors previously clashed over a $2 million funding commitment for the $15 million McIntire Park YMCA.

In November, Higgins threw out a similar suit brought by CAFCOA against Albemarle County. Both suits allege that local governments violated the Virginia Public Procurement Act and failed to seek competing bids for a fitness facility in the city’s largest public park. Albemarle County supervisors previously committed $2.03 million in funds to the YMCA, while Charlottesville councilors committed $1.25 million.

CAFCOA—whose members include ACAC, Gold’s Gym and Total Performance Sports and Fitness—has already filed an appeal in the Albemarle County case, and plans to do the same with the city. The group’s lawyer, Edward Lowry of MichieHamlett, said his clients were “obviously disappointed in both rulings, because we felt…that an open bidding process serves the residents of the county and the city best, because it allows both profits and nonprofits to compete.”

Filed last May, CAFCOA’s suit alleged that an advertisement in an October 2007 issue of the Daily Progress barred them from the bidding process. The lease, according to the advertisement, “is for the purpose of developing and operating a non-profit fitness and recreational center of approximately 70,000 square feet for the benefit of citizens of the City of Charlottesville.” Ultimately, the YMCA was the only entity to submit a bid.

“I cannot find [that] the purpose was to ensure that the city would only receive one bid,” said Judge Higgins, who ruled that the Public Procurement Act did not apply. “That may have been the practical outcome.” Higgins also stated that she didn’t believe the city tried to manipulate the procurement system. Kurt Krueger, chairman of the Piedmont Family YMCA, said the bidding process was “very transparent and fully inclusive.”

The ruling was celebrated by YMCA supporters who gathered in front of City Hall.

“This court decision today is a major victory for children and families of Charlottesville and Albemarle County,” said Mayor Dave Norris. “And, in particular, it’s a major victory for those children and families…who cannot afford the private gym memberships that are available in this community.”

CAFCOA members, however, said in a statement that they “respectfully disagree” with Higgins’ decision.

Krueger, who is also a partner at law firm McGuire Woods and has advised clients on the Public Procurement Act, tells C-VILLE that part of the financing for the facility is dependent upon the resolution of legal challenges.

“We have had discussions with a number of local banks who have expressed an interest in providing financing for us,” he says. “Each of those banks is concerned about the lawsuits and they are going to be concerned about the appeals.” Krueger adds that the YMCA board is considering a procedure that could expedite the appeals, but he remains tightlipped on the details.

The YMCA secured the ground lease for its McIntire Park facility in December 2007, at a rate of $1 per year for 40 years. Currently, drawings and designs for the facility are ready for bid, and the organization continues to raise funds privately. The lawsuits, says Krueger, “are the only things standing in the way of breaking ground and delivering this community the facility it desperately needs and richly deserves.”

Meanwhile, partnerships between the YMCA and local agencies are taking shape. Dr. M. Norman Oliver, director of the UVA Center on Health Disparities and a member of the YMCA board, says the YMCA has already had discussions with the UVA Emily Couric Clinical Cancer Center to offer rehabilitation programs for cancer survivors. “Everyone is on board and ready to go,” Oliver told C-VILLE. “We just need the facility.” 

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Peace of mind

Inside the crowded Long Beach Performing Arts Center, on a stage that hosted the likes of Microsoft founder Bill Gates and former U.S. military commander Stanley McChrystal during the preceding 48 hours, Albemarle County school teacher John Hunter interrupted his speech to take attendance.

What did Albemarle County gifted teacher and World Peace Game creator John Hunter think of the TED conference? “A spontaneous eruption of collaboration,” he says—much like his classroom when the game is played.

“If Al Gore is here, I’m going to send my fourth graders from Agnor-Hurt and Venable elementary schools to see you,” said Hunter during TED2011, an annual conference featuring lectures from experts in the fields of technology, education, design and beyond. “Because they solved global warming in a week.”

Last year, filmmaker Chris Farina’s World Peace…and Other Fourth Grade Achievements premiered to a packed Paramount Theater. The film documents Hunter’s personal evolution as well as the longtime local teacher’s curious and inventive board game—a 4′ cube littered with pieces, governed by a lengthy global crisis dossier as well as the competing curiosities of his students.

“I allow them to go there and, through their own experience, learn in a bloodless way how not to do what they consider to be the wrong thing,” Hunter told a visibly rapt TED audience. “And they find out what is right their own way, their own selves.”

Hunter’s appearance at TED is a high water mark for both teacher and filmmaker. During the last year, Hunter and Farina traveled extensively to discuss the World Peace Game and film. While the TED conference landed the pair among other inventive figures—including Al Gore, who received a copy of the film—it also raises the question of where they will head next.

Farina, who said the film cost roughly $120,000 to make, says he would love to see World Peace broadcast nationally. “I would think by June 1, we should have a fixed commitment on that,” he tells C-VILLE by phone. Farina declined to name networks, but says, “We’ve been talking with a few different entities.” The film has already been broadcast internationally, in South Korea and Israel, and rumor has it that at least one major premium cable network is interested. For his next project, Farina says he would like to make a film about the Jefferson School, Charlottesville’s historic all-black school that is currently undergoing a multi-million-dollar renovation.

Following the March TED conference, attendees and presenters mingled at a picnic, where Hunter says he and Farina received loads of business cards—from would-be collaborators and developers, individuals who want to host the pair for a talk or work with them. (Hunter says he received multiple inquiries from programmers who want to develop a digital version of the World Peace Game.) The pair plans to travel for similar presentations at Google’s headquarters in California, the Aspen Institute and—frankly, the list goes on for some time.

However, Hunter says he “can’t afford to take a lot of time from the classroom.” And while he is thinking about the legacy of the World Peace game, and recently began the process of launching a nonprofit to help students develop tools “that decrease suffering and increase compassion through problem solving,” Hunter plans to remain at Agnor-Hurt.

“I’ll still play with them,” says Hunter, “if they’ll still play with me.” 

Screen time

Here’s my little job for today–putting the screens in all our downstairs windows. After an uncomfortably hot night last night, we’ve realized we’re overdue for a little natural cooling.

The invention of the millennium.

I was talking about the screen task last week with Bill and Nicole Sherman, whose house in Free Union we’re featuring in the May issue of ABODE. It’s got an unusual number of windows, and it’s designed so that they don’t need to use A/C except on the very hottest days of the year. For them and for us, putting in screens is an annual ritual that marks a change of season. It’s just like firing up the wood boiler in the fall, only it’s a lot less work.

We don’t have A/C at all, so the screens, blinds and a few fans represent the totality of our cooling strategy. It works decently, and encourages a certain rhythm to living that I think of as particularly Southern (or maybe just reptilian): You get stuff done in the morning, lie low during the hot part of the afternon, and rouse yourself again for dinnertime. Shades drawn, sun blazing on the yard outside, 1pm of a July afternoon is a time for resting, reading, or making love to one’s laptop.

I suspect the Shermans, with their very intelligently designed dwelling, don’t feel quite as forced to relax at such times, since their house probably stays much cooler overall. It’s got well-placed overhangs, shade from trees in the right places, and cross-ventilation built right into the form of the house. We should all be so lucky!

Anyone else eschewing A/C? How do you cool without it?