In an effort to avoid a general bird’s-eye view of the festival, a different approach was taken to get to know who makes the festival what it is: the people. Or in this case: the bikers.
No one should have the right to out another person, celebrity or other, as gay.
It’s way past time to put on the pads, guys. We’ve got to put our shoulders to the wheel of change if we’re going to stop domestic and sexual violence. Are you ready to suit up for the big game? Except, of course, it ain’t no game; the lives of our daughters and sisters, wives and mothers are on the line.
There’s a lot to be said about JR’s Lightbulb Club, no-frills locals-driven bar and live music venue on Block Street that just turned 25.
There are multiple drivers for crime, just look at Wall Street and Washington D.C., but a significant proportion of crime has roots in poverty.
It’s that time of year again. Students are back, the trees are changing color, and several hundred thousand bikers from all over the continent will soon make their way to our streets.
More than 40 percent of Americans between the ages of 25 and 60 will be poor for at least a year. Over the same period, more than half will be poor or nearly poor, with income at 150 percent of the poverty line, or about $27,000 annually for a family of three.
A year ago this week, acts of kindness were being reported by citizens of Fayetteville and the Northwest Arkansas area like crazy.
Broader lessons from Ferguson are of violence, poverty and justice. We must think harder, and ask bigger questions.
So normally, when you think of “music festivals,” you might imagine a bunch of young people wearing strange neon clothing — or not even clothing at all — crazy loud music going well into the night, camping in hot temperatures, lots of boozin’ and partaking in substances, and partying until 6 in the morning.