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Sullivan’s law professor husband criticized by gay rights group

A UVA law professor married to the University’s president is coming under fire from an advocacy group that claims his recent legal arguments in favor of religious exemptions are aiding anti-gay and anti-woman agendas.

Douglas Laycock, School of Law faculty member and husband of UVA President Teresa Sullivan, is one of the country’s leading experts on religious liberty, and is well-known for a legal stance that often puts him on opposite sides of polarizing political issues: He supports individual religious rights, but also a total separation of church and state, and he’s argued several Supreme Court cases from that position, defending conservative Lutherans and Santería sect members alike. 

Some of his recent writings have been heavily cited by members of the religious right, and now he’s facing the ire of activists on the other end of the political spectrum.

“His work, whether he understands it or realizes it or not, is being used by folks who want to institute discrimination into law,” said Heather Cronk, co-director of Berkeley, California-based LGBT activist group GetEQUAL.

In February, Laycock penned a letter to Arizona Governor Jan Brewer in support of SB1062, a highly controversial and ultimately scuttled state law that would have given individuals and businesses broad rights to exempt themselves from state laws they’re opposed to on religious grounds. Critics slammed the bill as a thinly veiled attempt to give anybody in the state the right to refuse to serve gays and lesbians.

Laycock’s letter, written under a University of Virginia School of Law letterhead and signed by 10 other law professors from institutions around the country, argued that the Arizona law was a fair extension of the existing federal Religious Freedom Restoration Act because it didn’t pick winners: The government “could still show that compliance with the law was necessary to serve a compelling government interest,” he wrote.

Similar arguments underpin an amicus brief he filed in Sebelius v. Hobby Lobby Stores, Inc., the high-profile contraception coverage case currently before the U.S. Supreme Court. Laycock sides with the corporation, which claims that under the RFRA, its president’s religious beliefs should allow it to opt out of covering certain kinds of birth control.

“When we started connecting the dots between Laycock’s work on religious discrimination bills and contraceptive coverage and access for women—that’s when it began to be a big concern,” said Cronk. She said when conservative commentators like Maggie Gallagher, former head of the National Organization for Marriage, started pointing to Laycock’s arguments as support for their own strongly anti-gay agendas, GetEQUAL decided to push back with a campaign of their own.

Through the activist group Virginia Student Power Network, GetEQUAL found two UVA students willing to take up the cause of calling out Laycock: rising fourth-year Greg Lewis and now-alum Stephanie Montenegro. Last week, the pair sent an open letter to Laycock asking him to consider the “real-world consequences that [his] work is having.” They also submitted a Freedom of Information Act request seeking e-mails between Laycock and various right-wing and religious liberty groups.

Lewis said they’re not trying to smear Laycock, and they’re not trying to undermine academic freedom. They just want a dialogue, he said.

“I think it would be really constructive for him to hear how his work is being used to hurt the LGBTQ community,” said Lewis. “I don’t think he has any ill intent. I think he’s very thoughtful and moderate, and willing to hear both sides. But I think that everyone really has a lot to learn.”

Laycock said he’s anything but anti-gay.

“My position has always been that liberty in America is for everyone,” he said. “It’s for both sides in the culture wars. I believe that we should protect gays and lesbians in their right to live their own lives, including their right to get married, and we should protect religious conscientious objectors.”

He pointed out that he’s fought “tooth and nail” against some of the same religious rights groups he’s represented when he disagrees with them.

“I can’t help what other people do with my arguments,” he said. “I have told some of the folks on the religious right that their own claims to religious liberty would be taken more seriously if they would quit messing with the liberties of other people.”

Thomas C. Berg of the University of St. Thomas School of Law in Minneapolis has known and worked with Laycock for years, and said he has always held that the government should stay out of religious matters.

“In some cases, that leads to results that the left likes, and in some cases it leads to results that the right likes,” said Berg. He and Laycock made few friends among religious conservatives when they jointly filed an amicus brief in 2012’s landmark United States. v. Windsor case that urged the court to extend same-sex marriage benefits to every state in the union. Also not endearing him to the right: Laycock is preparing to argue another case before the nation’s highest court, this time on behalf of a Muslim prisoner’s right to wear a beard.

Laycock and others like him are used to criticism, Berg said; it goes hand-in-hand with defending civil liberties regardless of your personal feelings about the moral argument at hand.

“The positions all of us take as advocates are certainly open to vigorous criticism, and that’s just fine,” said Berg. “But that criticism should be accurate, it should be informed, and it should recognize that there is complexity in these issues.”

Just what kind of dialogue will grow out of the flap at UVA is still up in the air; Lewis said he’s been in touch with Laycock, but hasn’t set up a meeting. Meanwhile, GetEQUAL has launched a national e-mail campaign calling out Laycock for his role in shoring up the legal arguments of those who support “religious bigotry.”

“I take him at his word that he’s a moderate, that he supports marriage equality,” said Cronk. “The problem is his work is being used, potentially misused, potentially abused, by folks who do not show those values.”

For his part, Laycock said he’s happy to talk to the students, though, he said, “they picked a very odd way to go about the conversation.” 

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Film review: Godzilla steps out of the blockbuster gate

George Carlin used to a do a bit about his favorite movies: westerns in which a bunch of cowboys face off with a bunch of Native Americans. “You know what the big scene is going to be, right? It’s going to be the attack the Indians finally make on the cowboys. You wait for it to happen for an hour and a half, and then it’s over. And they show us for 90 minutes how the cowboys get ready for this attack.”

That sums up Godzilla. Ninety minutes of prep work followed by 30 minutes of Godzilla facing off with two MUTOs (Massive Unidentified Terrestrial Organism).

It feels as if the filmmakers, including story writer Dave Callaham (The Expendables), screenwriter Max Borenstein, and director Gareth Edwards (who has spent most of his time as a visual effects artist) were going for a more nuanced Godzilla, like the film that started this whole mess, Gojira (1954). Because Godzilla eventually spends a lot of time battling Mothra and Ghidrah and other ridiculous monsters, we sometimes forget just what a sincere movie Gojira is. Sure, it looks dated, but it’s a deeply felt rumination on the aftermath of war and the lingering effects of radiation poisoning. Plus, Godzilla stomps on a lot of shit.

Tone-wise, there’s a similar sincerity to Godzilla, but Borenstein and Edwards forgot to put any effort into making their characters human. If they’re just going to be lizard fodder, who cares whether they live or die? In Gojira, everyone has a purpose. In Godzilla, Elizabeth Olsen’s purpose is to look beautiful and stand in the rain, mouth agape, before she begins running (slowly). Her character literally does nothing.

Aaron Taylor-Johnson, as her husband Ford, doesn’t have it much better. He’s a Navy nuclear munitions expert (how convenient) who happens to be in Japan visiting his crackpot father (Bryan Cranston, who gets the early award for Scenery Chewing by a Respected Actor) when the first MUTO appears. Taylor-Johnson is one of the dullest actors of his generation (Kick-Ass notwithstanding), and the script does him no favors.

Neither does the pacing, which is leaden on purpose. In the movie’s first hour or so, we get glimpses of what the big scenes are going to be when Godzilla and the MUTOs meet, but even Return of the Jedi—the least of the first three Star Wars films—knew that when cutting away from action, one should cut to more action. Here there’s lots of cutting from action to pondering and prep work. Has the military ever been so sluggish on screen? And how did no one notice—twice—a 10-story tall monster lumbering around in a major metropolitan area?

Worse, there’s no levity in Godzilla. At first, it’s refreshing. But after an hour of deadly serious people doing deadly serious things, a wisecrack or two may take the pressure off the non-story. There’s also some borderline tasteless 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami visual references that are hard to swallow.

But when the monsters finally fight? Pay dirt. Lots of tail-whapping, screaming, and building destruction.

In the end, Godzilla is good for one thing. It puts to rest the age-old question, “What raises a movie’s rating from ‘Terrible’ to simply ‘So-so’?”

Spectacular monster fights, ladies and gentleman. Nothing more, nothing less.

Playing this week

Amazing Spiderman 2
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Captain America:
The Winter Soldier
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Fed Up
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

The Grand Budapest Hotel
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

Heaven Is For Real
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Locke
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

Legends of Oz: Dorothy’s Return
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Million Dollar Arm
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Mom’s Night Out
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Neighbors
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Only Lovers Left Alive
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

The Other Woman
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

The Railway Man
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

Rio 2
Regal Stonefield 14 and IMAX

Spartacus
Regal Downtown Mall Cinema 6

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Play On! Theatre begins a new era in a new space

Nothing screams summer like weekend yard sales, and on this sunny Saturday in late April, one lot at The Ix Project stands apart from the rest. Instead of the typical hand-me-down clothes and dated board games, bargain hunters comb through overflowing costume trunks, warehouse shelves of lighting equipment, and table after table of stage props in need of a home.

They’re the remnants of local nonprofit theater Play On!’s 10-month hiatus, a final house cleaning, before it debuts the 2014 season at a new venue in Belmont.

After seven years at The Ix, production halted last year when they lost their space and rattled the volunteer theater group. “We didn’t know if we’d survive,” executive director Alex Citron said. “It was scary, it was frustrating.”

It was painful for those involved to watch a place with so much Play On! history be deconstructed. “The week after the show closed…it really got to me,” Citron said. “Every day, more and more things would leave. The building [became] less of our theater and more of a big empty room filled with all kinds of memories from seven years and over 50 productions. We were all just standing in this empty shell.”

Citron said the reason for relocation was simply financial. “Basically, the landlords there had been providing us a rent below the market rate because they knew we couldn’t afford it,” Citron said. “But then, they had another offer from somebody…It was all about money, unfortunately.”

Landlord Fabian Kuttner confirmed that it came down to a financial decision. “We were happy to support them as long as we did,” said Kuttner. “It was a bummer it didn’t work.” According to Kuttner, Play On! paid one-third to one-quarter of the market rate for the 170-seat theater, lobby, office, and storage space, and eventually he opted for a more competitive offer from Portico Church.

Given six weeks to wrap production and move items into storage, Citron turned to donor support for the $20,000 necessary to pay for a storage facility and other bills.

“We had to go to a lot of people and get a few dollars here, a few dollars there,” Citron said. “Our donors and friends responded very generously and quickly. “

To find a new theater, Citron also relied on help from friends in the arts community, including executive director of Live Arts, Matt Joslyn.

“For Play On!, the real estate problem is their biggest problem and frankly every arts organization’s problem,” Joslyn said. “Losing another downtown theater company was not good for Live Arts or for Charlottesville. It was really self-serving to want Play On! to survive and thrive [because] we exist in a shared ecosystem.”

Joslyn encouraged the group to modify its expectations for a new space. “What we wanted to find last May wound up being very different from what we now have,” Citron said. “We had to pare [down] more and more of our criteria.”

With less than 40 seats, Citron said the new theater at 106 Goodman Street is “really more of a rehearsal studio and office space.” While Play On! will stage some intimate black box performances onsite, they will supplement this with performances at satellite venues throughout Charlottesville and its surrounding counties.

“It makes our job that much harder, but in other ways it simplifies things,” Citron said. “We can’t get involved in big elaborate sets or construction. I think that could be an interesting creative challenge.”

Play On! opened its new season May 15 at Albemarle Ciderworks with the original musical revue Two Ladies.

“My wife is a singer and one of our conversations we had was how so few duets are written for two women,” Citron said. He went on to compile a collection of female-only songs from Broadway, pop, country, and opera for a cast of seven local women.

“Our music revues have always done very well for supporting the theater financially,” Citron said. “They’re inexpensive to put on and audiences love them.”

Play On! will continue its summer season with the original play The Diaries of Adam and Eve, based on the short stories of Mark Twain, and a second musical revue Now That’s What I Call Evil, a collection of songs by beloved Broadway and Disney villains.

Despite the excitement of finding new rehearsal and performance space, the battle is only half-won for Play On!.

“The hiatus turned into a longer period than we thought and now we’re at the period where we’re out of money again,” Citron said. “Once again, we’re going to have to get back to fundraising.”

Producing director Devynn Thomas is grateful that the group can continue to make theater locally. “The most important thing to me is that we’re thanking the community for all the support they’ve given us,” said Thomas. “It’s a really exciting start for us being in these different venues.”

Play On! Theatre continues its inaugural season at 106 Goodman Street with a performance of Two Ladies on Thursday, May 22 at 7:30pm. Check playontheatre.org for more details.

~ Danielle Bricker

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Interview: Felipe Rose’s unexpected role in The Village People

Like Playskool figures come to life, The Village People emerged on the disco scene in 1977, and by the following year the entire country was singing and mimicking the vocal group’s famous “Y.M.C.A.” moves.

An act derived from the gay culture of Greenwich Village, the group formed when Jacques Morali and Henri Belolo spotted a live performance by Native American Felipe Rose and used it as inspiration to capitalize on American male sterotypes and gay fantasy. The mustachioed entertainers used humor and caricature to break through, and even cut a commercial deal to use the hit “In the Navy” for recruiting until the U.S. Navy pulled the plug after labeling the macho men as controversial. 

The Village People will perform at The Paramount Theater on May 22. C-VILLE Weekly spoke to original member, Felipe Rose by phone.

C-VILLE Weekly: Talk about the launch of the group. It all started with your performances in Greenwich Village?

Felipe Rose: It started out first as a project to lend a percussion sound [to my act]. I used to wear sleigh bells around my ankles and alpaca fur pieces over that. You could hear me walking or as a pro dancer, you could hear me dance.

That’s how I met Jacques. At first I was just dancing in a club. I was just being a fool and an all-around consumed artist.

How close was the original vision to today’s Village People?

Jacques showed me a sketch drawing of what looked to me like the group, with me drawn in, and a cowboy and construction worker and a biker.

He said, “We’ve built a group around you darling, and I’m gonna make you famous.” I thought, “Oh God. Jesus Christ, what is this man doing? This is an awful idea.”

Was there a political intention from the beginning?

No, not at all. He [Jacques] just wanted to do a group. He was born on the 4th of July, and coming from France, the whole cowboys and Indians thing, motorcycle Marlon Brando, American male stereotypes—he was fascinated with anything American.

What’s the backstory on the song “Y.M.C.A.”?

Jacques had seen the letters on the side of a building—Y.M.C.A.—and asked, “What is that?” Right then and there we told him, and he turned to the writers and said, “I’m gonna write a new song.” He started to hum the tune, and wrote it immediately, and I thought, “What a disaster!”

Was there any sense of irony within the group about its popularity in middle America?

Whatta you gonna do? Tell the kids, “Don’t buy this album?” I thought we were gonna be a small New York-based club group. There was never irony on my part. The irony may be that my heritage, and that of my character, [was] not properly interpreted and promoted as a true Native American.

In terms of embracing the gay lifestyle in the ’70s, you were groundbreaking.

We were groundbreaking because that’s what Jacques wanted to do. They wanted to do a tribute band to celebrate the gay lifestyle, and I was getting paid. I was on contract. There were times they asked us to record certain things and I didn’t like it, and we were all vocal about that.

What was life like during the heyday of disco?

It was not too crazy. In fact, most days we were kinda boring and lived a quiet life. We were professional.

One time in a club where Saturday Night Fever was filmed—we were there right after the movie opened—the audience took a look at us, and they were all in polyester suits and here we were in loincloth, breastplate, headdress, half naked cowboys and motorcycle guys. We were like, “Uh-oh!” But they knew the songs, and everyone was dancing in the end.

What are your audiences like these days?

The diehards are still there. Ones that used to go to the clubs, and there aren’t any clubs anymore—especially in New York City. We have a very vast audience of different types of people.

You became ordained as a minister in order to perform a wedding for longtime fans? 

Yes. Me and Eric the Biker are ordained.

Do you perform gay weddings?

I did one on a ship in Australia. I married two guys. When we were onboard doing a concert, they found out I was a minister and came to me and said, “I would love to marry my boyfriend.” I said, “ What time?” Eighty people showed up dressed, with flowers in their hair. It was really beautiful.

Look, if I can bring two people together—any kind of people that really want to be together, and I’m asked to do it—it’s really an honor.

You still embrace your career in a vibrant way.

If you’re gonna do it, why go through the motions and pretend? That would show in your performance. That’s why I look so young. I look half my age. People don’t believe that I’m almost 60.

Do you have a message for Charlottesville?

Bring some reinforcement for the building because we don’t want to tear down the Paramount. We’re gonna shake the foundation, and we don’t want the roof to cave in. We don’t want anyone sitting down. This is a party. Bring your best “Y.M.C.A.” movements and show us what ya got.

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Homestay business is booming thanks to Airbnb and local firms. Is it legal?

It takes a certain type of person to open up their home to complete strangers.

Woolen Mills resident Leora Brown, a social butterfly whose home is constantly bustling with friends and family, said she had no qualms about registering both her primary home and the two-story, playhouse-like “treehouse” in her backyard on Airbnb, a global online network that allows homeowners to become innkeepers, welcoming guests and turning their properties into income generators.

“You kinda do have to love people to do this,” Brown said, flipping through a guestbook with dozens of notes from visitors scribbled on colorful cardstock, thanking her for her hospitality and lamenting the impending return to the real world. “And I just love chaos. I’ve never liked being here without at least four people.”

The idea of making money and new friends just by letting someone stay in your place has growing appeal, as evidenced by the hundreds of local properties advertised on the Airbnb website, as well as through locally based short-term rental businesses. But as the money and guests flow in, officials in the city and county are investigating whether some of these rentals are violating local zoning and tax laws.

“We know they’re there, and we believe that some of them are not in compliance with city codes,” said City Neighborhood Development Director Jim Tolbert. “We’re looking into it.”

With more than 300 listings in Charlottesville and the surrounding counties, that could be a daunting task.

Homes to hotels 

As a popular tourist destination, Charlottesville is an easy place for a homeowner to turn innkeeper. Local property rental firm Guesthouses has been providing short-term rentals since the 1970s and features a website similar to Airbnb. The past decade has seen the number of such locally operating businesses grow to include Stay Charlottesville (in which C-VILLE co-owner Bill Chapman is a partner) and CollegeWeekends.com, but none compare to Airbnb for sheer volume. The popularity of homestays is due both to the ability they give property owners to bring in extra income with little effort and to the savings they can offer travelers.

A weeknight stay at the Holiday Inn on Route 29, for instance, comes in at $116, while 47 of the active Charlottesville listings on Airbnb offer rooms for less than $75 per night. 

“I really don’t see any downside to it,” said Brown, noting that she’s saved money by traveling with Airbnb hosts all over the place, including on her recent trip to Israel.

It’s been six years since the San Francisco-based Airbnb launched its website, and a recent Newsweek article states that the startup company is valued at close to $10 billion, with more than 300,000 current listings online. In Charlottesville, Airbnb listings range from $15 spare bedrooms in college apartment buildings to $750 a night for a four-bedroom 19th-century downtown manor.

According to the website, Airbnb takes a three percent service fee from the host’s revenue each time a reservation is booked, and tacks on to the guest’s payment a 6- to 12-percent service fee, depending on the price of the rental. Airbnb doesn’t check local zoning regulations to ensure listings are in compliance, nor does it charge money for lodging taxes in every locality, and that’s where the trouble has begun.

Last month, San Francisco officials introduced legislation that would limit the amount of time hosts could rent out their homes, claiming that homesharing creates even more of a challenge during the city’s affordable housing crisis. The new law would restrict short-term rentals to neighborhoods zoned for commercial use, require permission from landlords or homeowners associations, require insurance, and reward neighbors for turning in hosts skating past the rules. The proposal came shortly after Airbnb announced it would begin collecting the city’s 14 percent hotel tax on behalf of hosts, and making a similar agreement in Portland, Oregon. A few weeks later, in New York, the Attorney General’s office filed an affidavit revealing that 64 percent of city listings violated current legislation, and Airbnb removed thousands of New York City rentals from the website.

So what are local governments doing?

Airbnb isn’t just for big cities anymore, and neither is the controversy around it. Charlottesville and Albemarle County officials say they don’t plan to wipe out homestay arrangements, but they are interested in making sure renters are doing everything above board. 

In 2007, the City of Charlottesville adjusted the zoning ordinance to include three types of lodging under the “bed and breakfast” residential category. Inns are the largest, allowing up to 15 rooms; B&Bs can have up to eight rooms; homestays are allowed no more than three guest rooms, and food service is limited to breakfast and light fare for guests.  

According to City Zoning Administrator Read Broadhead, homestay hosts—which is what most Airbnbers would qualify as—must own a property in order to legally rent it out. Registering a home as a homestay in the city costs a one-time fee of $100, and the homeowner must apply for a home occupation permit through the Commissioner of Revenue’s office.

City Commissioner of Revenue Todd Divers said the city has no plan to quash an activity that’s “probably here to stay.” But in addition to abiding by the zoning regulations, anybody who’s providing temporary lodging should be paying the city’s 6 percent Transient Occupancy Tax which, according to the 2013-2014 budget, is an estimated $2,071,553—or, roughly 1.97 percent of the city’s general fund total revenue. (Local taxes aside, there are also state and federal implications. The IRS requires property owners to report all rental income for their properties.)

The Transient Occupancy Tax (or lodging tax), applies to any person paying for lodging for less than 30 days. The tax is collected by the lodging business—which includes the city’s multiple hotels, inns, and bed and breakfasts—and remitted to the city on a monthly basis. Both Stay Charlottesville and Guesthouses pay the Transient Occupancy and sales taxes. Airbnb, however, is a different story. 

“Charlottesville’s an innovative town, and this is innovative and exciting,” Divers said. “But we want to make sure those folks are contributing the way they should be.”

But making sure everyone’s playing by the rules is a tricky task, due to the sheer volume of properties listed on the website. The first step will be to nail down which homes qualify as homestays—which are allowed in every zoning district except mobile home parks—and which ones have crossed over into the territory of bed and breakfasts, which are restricted to four residential zoning districts. 

“A lot of these folks are operating in areas that don’t allow that particular type of activity,” Divers said. “We can’t exactly issue them a business license and start collecting taxes until we know they’re zoned properly.”

As evidenced by legal issues surrounding other businesses in residential areas—like the noise violation battles between the city and restaurants like Bel Rio in Belmont and Black Market Moto Saloon in the Woolen Mills neighborhood—zoning violations can result in legal hoopla and neighborhood outrage over traffic, noise, and excessive activity in what used to be quiet neighborhoods. 

“We want to make sure these people are good neighbors,” Divers said of Airbnb hosts. “We have zoning laws for a reason.”

Albemarle’s current regulations are looser than Charlottesville’s, but spokesperson Lee Catlin said the county, like the city, is starting to think more about it. The Board of Supervisors has already “streamlined the process” of setting up transient lodging, she said, but county staff are looking into establishing more firm guidelines to address safety concerns and issues of lost revenue.

“It’s about creating a level playing field for those in our hospitality industry who are already complying and paying their fair share, and making sure they’re not at a disadvantage to people who have not been doing that,” said Catlin.

According to Albemarle County Zoning Administrator Amelia McCulley, the current county zoning ordinance does not differentiate homestays from bed and breakfasts. In the rural area, any residential property with up to five guest rooms associated with a single-family residence is considered a B&B. Homeowners are supposed to go through a review process with the building and fire code officials, and the zoning department looks at parking.

In terms of existing rentals that may be in violation, though, McCulley said the county “isn’t manned to be proactive, nor has the Board identified that they want us to look for complaints.” 

“We’re responsive,” she said. “Our goal is voluntary compliance.”

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Misfire: Two moms mouth off about Dogwood Festival target

Last month Charlottesville hosted the 65th annual Dogwood Festival, a joyful and exuberant celebration of everything that is fun, delicious, and family friendly about the city. Over the course of the festivities, thousands of locals and tourists jammed the fairgrounds to play games, try out thrilling rides, and see their friends and neighbors in a celebration of the diversity and openness of Charlottesville.

Until it was time for the shotgun game. We both have sons who were thrilled to compete with shotguns aimed at targets, in the hopes of winning a prize. Except the target in this case wasn’t the familiar set of concentric circles, or a benign clown. It was a face. On closer inspection, the face is the face of a man, with a turban, a dark beard, hooded eyes and a helicopter and fighter plane around him. The star that represents the target in this game is located in the very center of his face; right where his mouth might be.

It has come to this then. At a family carnival in the tranquil foothills of Jefferson’s dream, we are teaching our children that it is not merely acceptable to aim at the bearded face of an ethnic-looking man, but also somehow heroic; something we should do.

We’ve seen the profound psychological and emotional harm that can be done in other countries where racial hate is taught —directly and indirectly—to young children. We deplore it when it happens abroad, and particularly when it is aimed at Americans. Yet this image was not-so-subtly teaching our children that bearded men wearing turbans are the enemy; that we need investigate no further before aiming and firing. This is unacceptable in any city, any country, at any time. That it’s happening in our small, family-friendly, diverse, and tolerant town should be an outrage.

We have no idea how pervasive the Afghani target is, in shooting games around Virginia and across the country. We know only that as mothers and as humans, such images and such violence have no place in Charlottesville. This is not reflective of the best this town has to offer. If this was simply an oversight or a mistake, we dearly hope that it will not find its way back to the Dogwood Festival next year.

Nothing about the combination of guns and racial hate is fun or lighthearted. We in Charlottesville must hold ourselves to higher standards, and work to ensure that in a city that is richer every day for diversity and its tolerance, symbols of racial violence are called out for what they are. It is just this kind of subtle but pervasive message that will shape our children’s lifelong perceptions of other human beings—whether they live down the street or across the world. Let’s agree that there is no place for this kind of imagery in our town, and hope that in standing against it, we can help quash it in the next town and the town after that.—Dahlia Lithwick and Lisa Colton 

Dahlia Lithwick is a journalist and Lisa Colton is a nonprofit consultant. Both are mothers of two who live in Charlottesville. 

Editor’s note: Dogwood Festival President Thomas Layman said he received one complaint about the shooting game during the festival, and he immediately contacted carnival company Five Star Attractions and had the targets replaced. 

“The Dogwood Festival is family-oriented and community-oriented,” Layman said. “It was inappropriate to have that image up at that game.” 

Five Star Attractions did not respond to a request for comment before press time. 

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The man who killed two at Charlottesville’s coal tower is dead, and his adoptive family wants answers

A violent chapter in Charlottesville history was marked with a violent footnote last month when Craig Nordenson, who killed two people in a notorious shooting at the city’s coal tower in the summer of 2001, died on April 19 at Red Onion State Prison in Wise County. The local medical examiner is calling the death a suicide, but a Department of Corrections (DOC) investigation is underway, and his adopted mother and her lawyer say they’re not convinced he killed himself. As the story of his death unfolds, so do details about his life behind bars and the family who came to accept him as one of their own.

Early in the morning of Saturday, August 18, 2001, 20-year-old Craig Nordenson confronted Arthur Woodward, 24, Marcus Griffin, 23, and Katherine Johnson, 16, who were drinking at the base of the coal tower, a long-abandoned structure east of downtown. He had been living at the tower site on and off, and friends later said he’d been using drugs and had suffered some sort of breakdown the week before, cutting his wrists and seeking treatment at a local hospital. Around 4:30am that day, he shot Griffin and Johnson with a gun he’d stolen from his half brother, killing them both—Woodward got away—and hid from police for three tense days, finally surrendering after cops used tear gas to drive him out of a shed on an East Jefferson Street property. 

Craig Nordenson in 2001. File photo.
Craig Nordenson in 2001. File photo.

He confessed to the killings less than a year later, and started serving two life sentences in a state with no parole. But in jail, he gained two things: a family, and, ultimately, a new last name. 

Daniele Verdier-Logarides and her husband Jacques had gotten to know Craig through one of their sons, who befriended him before the slayings and often invited the teen to stay with the family of six in their Albemarle home. He was a troubled kid then, Verdier-Logarides said, but quiet and polite. He seemed to have no immediate family looking after him. She knew he bore physical scars from childhood abuse, and suspected there were emotional ones, too. She thought he was using drugs, but she invited him into the fold. As her sons got older and headed to college, Craig drifted out of their lives.

Verdier-Logarides was dumbfounded when she learned he was responsible for the shootings that had paralyzed Charlottesville that summer weekend. She got in touch with his lawyers—Denise Lunsford, now the Albemarle County Commonwealth’s Attorney, and Rhonda Quagliana, who would later represent George Huguely in his trial for the murder of his UVA girlfriend Yeardley Love—and visited him in jail. Their connection grew as Craig’s trial went on. 

“I told Craig I was sorry I had not taken better care of him and that from now on I would not fail him ever again,” Verdier-Logarides said. “Over the past 13 years, I came to know him as if I had made him.” She and her husband eventually adopted him.

She regularly drove the five hours to see him at Wallens Ridge State Prison in Big Stone Gap. He was incredibly bright, Verdier-Logarides said, and a voracious reader, fascinated by civil rights and the legal system. When she sent him money for commissary, he always ended up buying things—soup, toiletries—for other people. 

“He had a tendency to believe everything,” she said, and warm to anyone who was kind to him. “You tell him two nice things and like that, you were a good person.”

But he had a short temper, she said, and he never outgrew a defiant streak that sometimes put him at odds with the guards who ran his life in the prison system that, by this spring, had been his home for more than a third of his life. He was moved from Wallens Ridge to nearby Red Onion in November, Verdier-Logarides said, though she doesn’t know exactly why. She got a call from the prison warden on the afternoon of April 19. 

“He said, ‘There was a situation last night and inmate Nordenson was pronounced dead at 12:30pm,’” said Verdier-Logarides. She got nothing more besides a promise that, as Craig’s next of kin, she would see a report on his death within 60 days. He was 10 days shy of his 33rd birthday. 

DOC spokesman Larry Traylor said an investigation is opened whenever there’s an inmate death, but that “this Department would not comment on any investigation.”

Richard Kennedy, a Wise County attorney representing Craig’s estate, said the family has been told little in the meantime: Craig was being held in isolation, and was found with cuts on his wrists and ligature marks on his neck. 

The Roanoke Medical Examiner’s Office, which conducted the autopsy, would say only that he died of ligature asphyxiation, and that his death has been ruled a suicide. But Kennedy said they won’t know that for sure until more information is released. “The initial report from the prison is that it’s a potential suicide, but no one has declared that fully,” he said. “It would be considered unusual to find cords or razor blades or other contraband that could be used like that in a segregation cell. From my personal experience, this one’s got a lot of snags in it. It’s not cut and dried.”

Despite the fact that he had suffered from depression, Verdier-Logarides doesn’t believe her adopted son would have committed suicide. She said in the weeks leading up to his death, he had become absorbed by the possibility of getting assistance from the National Clemency Project, a Florida-based group he thought might be able to help him make the case that he had been suffering from severe mental illness when he committed the 2001 murders. It was something he hoped might get him out of Red Onion and into a lower-security facility. 

Whether or not that would have happened, “he was interested, he was happy, it was keeping him busy,” Verdier-Logarides said. In a handwritten letter dated April 9—ten days before his death—he asked her to retrieve the original indictments in his case. 

“Keep me updated on your health,” he wrote. “I’ll pray for you. I Love, Love, Love You! Always, Craig.”

Katie Pollard, Kate Johnson’s mother, learned of the death of the man who killed her daughter in a letter from the DOC’s Victim Services Unit. It shook her. None of her family members nor Marcus Griffin’s had wanted the death penalty in the case. 

“One of the reasons Craig’s death upset me so much is because it meant that I would never get the chance to talk to him about what happened,” said Pollard, a Charlottesville native who has lived in the area most of her life. She had thought about getting in touch with him over the years, but she never did.

“His death was neither justice nor justice delayed,” she said. “His death was just another tragic ending to a young person’s life. I grieve for his family as well as all family members involved.”

Verdier-Logarides, too, feels for the other local mother who lost a child. 

“It’s terrible what Craig did to Kate and Marcus,” she said. 

She wonders how his life might have ended differently if he’d had more support when he was young—from a family largely absent from his teenage life, from a mental health system that could have helped him when he was struggling. But all she can do now is wait for details of his death and plan a memorial service.

“What can I say? I loved him,” she said.

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ARTS Pick: Bach’s Lunch

In the third performance of the five-part Bach’s Lunch series, Angela Kelly and Johanna Beaver unite for a meditative midday respite. Melding the flute’s soft, subtle tones with the viola’s deep, mellow sounds, Kelly and Beaver combine their talents, offering some passion-filled lunchtime downtime to break up your busy day. Bring your lunch or buy it there.

Thursday 5/22. Free, noon. Christ Episcopal Church, High Street and Second Street. 293-2347.

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Hill & Holler dinners bring top chefs to area farms to benefit local causes

If you haven’t heard of Hill & Holler dinners, you’re not alone. As popular as the roving outdoor dinners have become in the local food community, they continue to elude the attention of much of the general public.

For the uninitiated, every few months Hill & Holler arranges a dinner out in a field at a farm, vineyard, or cidery, bringing together some of the best chefs in Central Virginia with the farmers and producers of their food. The list of acclaimed chefs who have participated includes folks like Ivy Inn’s Angelo Vangelopoulos, Clifton Inn’s Tucker Yoder, Palladio’s Melissa Close-Hart, and Maya’s Christian Kelly.

Having attended several Hill & Holler dinners, I consider them a treasure of the Charlottesville food scene. Yet, whenever I mention them to friends outside the food world, no seems to have heard of them.

The events’ low profile, it turns out, is no accident. Tracey Love, who runs the dinners in her spare time from her job at Blenheim Vineyards, doesn’t do them for profit. Instead, each is a fundraiser for a local cause related to food or agriculture. The dinners have become so beloved and the causes so worthy that word of mouth is typically sufficient to sell them out.

Love began the dinners in 2011 “as a way to connect our farmers, winemakers, brewers, cider makers, chefs, and artisans with each other and also with their surrounding community.” True to their purpose, the dinners are all served family-style at communal tables. A mirror image of the farm-to-table movement, they bring table to farm instead.

So, how do the dinners work? A stellar example was a recent one at Bellair Farm, a beautiful, sprawling, 850-acre property 11 miles south of town. The chefs were Caleb Shriver and Phillip Perrow, the red-hot team behind Richmond’s Dutch & Co. restaurant, whom Food & Wine magazine recently named among the best new chefs in the Mid-Atlantic. When Love called, they leapt at the opportunity.

“It would be hard not to be interested in participating in a Hill & Holler dinner,” said Shriver.

On an idyllic spring evening, for a sellout crowd of 80, Shriver and Perrow prepared a picnic-style meal celebrating produce from Bellair Farm. A portion of the proceeds from each $100 ticket was shared by the Virginia Heritage Project, a consolidated database of more than 11,000 guides that provide historical and cultural information about Virginia, and Twenty Paces, a new sheep dairy located at Bellair Farm, whose founders include veterans of Caromont Farm.

Before dinner, guests mingled outside the barn over hors d’oeuvres, Blenheim wine, and an elderflower cocktail made by Shriver’s wife, Michelle, a skilled mixologist who co-owns Dutch & Co. By the time guests sat down for dinner, the wine and cocktails had transformed courteous greetings and small talk into roaring discussions among farmers, food enthusiasts, and folks just having a good time.

“I think the most natural way to interact with people is through sharing food and eating together,” said Love.

Topics were far-ranging at our table, where I sat with a local butcher, his fiancée, and their infant daughter, but the food was so delicious that it tended to dominate conversation. Standouts included products from the brand new Twenty Paces sheep dairy, whose ricotta has already appeared at tavola, Ivy Inn, and Feast!, among others. A tangy dressing of sheep’s milk yogurt complemented a simple salad of spinach and arugula from Bellair. Merguez sausage made of mutton from the sheep dairy sat atop polenta with a smattering of bright, pickled turnips. And clean, fresh sheep’s milk ricotta played the role of ice cream in a parfait of strawberries, honey, and lavender.

But the showstopper, evoking the most groans from the table, was the grilled chicken, of all things. Bellair’s own chickens were halved and cooked over a massive wood-burning grill, and then served with chili threads, basil, and an irresistible orange confit—slivers of orange rind that had been concentrated to the essence of citrus by being slowly cooked in their own juices. The dish was such a success that Shriver and Perrow plan to serve it at their restaurant.

Despite the dinners’ low profile, it is not difficult to attend one. Regular updates appear on Hill & Holler’s social media sites as well as its email list, which you can sign up for at www.hillandholler.org/contact.

Though new to Hill & Holler, it didn’t take long for Perrow and Shriver to appreciate them for what they are.

“Whenever you are able to do what you love, in an ideal setting, and benefit a great cause, it’s a win-win-win situation,” Perrow said.

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Author Earl Swift’s improbable true stories reveal themselves

On any given day, you’ll find author Earl Swift writing in one of three places: the third floor of the VFH offices, Alderman Library, or Twisted Branch Tea Bazaar on the Downtown Mall. As he types in the company of academics and baristas, you’d never guess that he once lived in a canoe for 22 days, crisscrossed the country exploring America’s highway system, and traveled alongside an army archaeological unit in Laos and Vietnam, searching Indiana Jones-style, for the remains of fallen soldiers.

Swift’s larger-than-life experiences are the reason he began writing in the first place. “I tend to be attracted to stories of people dealing with intense emotional junctures,” he said. “The Vietnam book is called Where They Lay, and being able to go to the Arlington burial of the four guys we were digging for in this jungle setting, having that bookend the experience was pretty amazing. I realized as I was sitting around the campfire with tigers roaring in the dark around us that this was a great newspaper story, but it was also a much bigger story.” 

Swift is a thirty-year newspaper veteran whose work has appeared in PARADE, Popular Mechanics, America’s Best Newspaper Writing, and many others. After stints as an intern, a metro columnist, and a military editor, he joined The Virginian Pilot’s newly formed narrative team. “Long-form journalism was coming into its own in 1998,” Swift said, and over time he expanded several serial stories into books.

The writer held what he called “the best job in journalism” for a decade, but after the market collapsed, he took the Pilot’s proffered buyout and approached writing books as a full-time job.

“Writing a 2,500 word story for the Sunday feature is like making an assent of a Matternhorn, requiring brief use of a complicated skill set,” he said. “Writing a book is like climbing Everest and building base camps along the way.”

Those base camps must include characters who can carry the weight of a narrative. Lack of a strong leading character stymied the creation of Swift’s latest book, Auto Biography: A Classic Car, An Outlaw Motorhead, and 57 Years of the American Dream, for nearly a decade. In 2004, he had the idea “to find an old car that had passed through a lot of hands and track down everybody who had owned it,” he said. “I figured if I picked the right car, over time you’d see the socioeconomic status and success of owners shift downward, so you’d wind up with a pretty accurate mosaic of modern America.”

After a long search, he found a ’57 Chevy that fit the bill. Squinting between the lines of redacted DMV documents and examining forgotten insurance cards, he pieced together a history of ownership. But it wasn’t until several years later, when Swift substituted at Old Dominion University, that he learned his story was complete. During his lecture, Swift referenced the Chevy, and afterward a student said his father, a go-go bar owner/felon whom the reporter knew from past articles, now owned the car.

This combination of luck and reportage peppers not just Auto Biography but the majority of Swift’s work. “In nonfiction, the truth defies belief with much greater regularity than even the most imaginative fiction does,” he said. “So many of my stories, I’ve thought to myself while writing, ‘There is no way anyone would believe this if I were writing a novel. It doesn’t pass the smell test.’ And yet it happened, and I can prove it.”

Earl Swift will read from Auto Biography: A Classic Car, An Outlaw Motorhead, and 57 Years of the American Dream at New Dominion Bookshop on May 22.