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Saturday, April 8, 6:30-11pm
1021 E. Broad St., east side door
Join progressive friends for food, drink, and great music. Jordan Flaherty will be guest speaker at this Free Press Second Saturday Salon. He comes from a New Orleans-based journalist and actionist background and broke into his journalism profession by covering the 2000 OSU-CWA strike; he continues to cover “front line” news. In his new book, No More Heroes, Flaherty calls on social movements to organize within the reality that there are no heroes except for the ones who do the organizing. 
Free, no RSVP needed.
614-253-2571
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Little black girl with braids with two other black kids

Last week I saw a little African-American girl who looked to be about five years old walking with, I assume her mother. I then saw other young African-American girls entering an elementary school. They appeared to be between five and eight years old.

They were normal little girls. Running, laughing and looking happy to be going to school. They were of different hues of color, some short and some tall for their ages. They wore normal clothing for children their age. Most of them had something else in common. They were wearing fake hair. Hair that was long and almost for some, touching their backside. Hair that they had to brush out of their eyes as they ran to enter the school doors. Hair in styles that made them look like little women. Hair that clearly wasn’t their own.

Close up of a young white man's face with dark hair askew and a moustache and goatee

Do you want to watch a rap documentary where you honestly say to yourself:  “I really like this guy?” If so I recommend, The World Has No Eyedea, a film about Michael “Eyedea” Larson, a Minneapolis rap icon who was widely known for his work with Rhymesayers Entertainment from 1999-2010. The World Has No Eyedea with be shown at the Gateway Film Center April 8th, at 7:30 pm. Tickets are $10.50

“Eyedea” Larsen passed away October 16, 2010 after not surviving an accidental overdose in Minnesota. Eyedea’s death left a void in the hearts of his friends and fans.

I spoke to “The World Has No Eyedea” documentarian Brandon Crowson on the phone in anticipation of the film’s screening at the Gateway Film Center, April 8th. The movie shows Mikey’s development from a b-boying, working class Minnesota kid, to a world renown battle rapper, who eventually became compelled to champion individuality, soul-searching and experimentation.

So what is the world missing from Eyedea’s passing?

Dennis Kucinich, 60-ish white guy in a suit at a podium holding up a copy of the Free Press

Ohio’s environment and the planet would be more peaceful and green if Dennis Kucinich was in charge. That was his message when the former Cleveland mayor, former U.S. Congressperson and former presidential candidate spoke Saturday, April 1 at Columbus’ 5th Annual Move to Amend statewide conference. Kucinich’s keynote was entitled “Ending Corporate Personhood and Money as Speech.” He touched on several environmental and social justice issues that could be changed if the Move to Amend movement was successful in passing a Constitutional amendment to reverse several U.S. Supreme Court decisions during the past century and thereby firmly establish that corporations are not people and that money is not free speech.

Kucinich held up the March issue of the Columbus Free Press as he referred to Harvey Wasserman’s article “Ohio’s Crumbling Nukes Face Judgment Day” about the attempt to have taxpayers bail out Ohio’s nuclear power plants. He described Free Press Senior Editor Wasserman as “one of the foremost citizen activists anywhere on nuclear issues.”

A Noise Within’s uplifting Man of La Mancha is arguably one of the best shows in town. Based on Miguel de Cervantes’ 17th century novel Don Quixote, this musical with book by Dale Wasserman, lyrics by Joe Darion and music by Mitch Leigh, La Mancha became one of Broadway’s immortal masterpieces, with the 1965 production winning five Tonys (including Best Musical and for its peerless star, Richard Kiley), running for 2,328 performances, with four revivals on the Great White Way.

 

La Mancha’s well-deserved success is due, in part, to its exquisite songs that are so beautiful this music could teach larks how to warble. But the music, lyrics and plot also perfectly captured that sixties idealism which subsequent musicals, such as Hair, would likewise come to express. Not long after Dr. King’s lofty “I have a dream” speech, Don Quixote sang about his “Impossible Dream”, wherein the aging, noble knight pledges:

 

As its title suggests, The Complete History of Comedy [Abridged] is an incomplete chronicle of what makes people laugh and those jesters who deliberately induce said laughter, from ancient times until today. Starting with a riff on Johnny Carson’s Tonight Show monologues telling theatergoers to shut their cells, where the exits are, etc., there is an endless stream of skits, standup, slapstick, one-liners, cream pies, double entendres, in-jokes, topical jibes at those Three-plus Stooges in the Trump regime and much more, as the jaunty Zehra Fazal, Marc Ginsburg and Mark Jacobson bring the annals of amusement to life.

 

Red words on black saying No Gorsuch counter rally

Anti Gorsuch Counter Rally
Thursday, April 6, 1-2pm
Ohio Statehouse
Trump administration is calling for a pro Gorsuch rally at the Columbus state house tomorrow at noon. That means he is worried about the confirmation and our strong counter-rally will send Portman a strong message!

Micro-plastics, the EPA, Fracking: You Choose! with Dr. Lanno
Thursday, April 6, 7:30-8:30pm
Backstage Bistro, 503 S Front St, Columbus, Ohio 43215

Poster with photo of Native American on left side and big cartoony smily Indian face that is Chief Wahoo the mascot of the Cleveland Indians

 My first recollection of  attending a Major League baseball game was seeing the great Mickey Mantle and the legendary New York Yankees play the Indians at the cavernous Cleveland Municipal Stadium.

Decades later, the Cleveland Indians and their iconic logo, Chief Wahoo, are an inextricable part of who I am. I was there for the bat day crowds of 80,000, freakish, exhilarating anomalies in otherwise forgettable 100-loss seasons. I was there for the final game at the old “Mistake on the Lake,” and smuggled in a bottle of champagne so we could toast to the last time we would ever have to see our team play at the old dump, built atop, well, an old dump. I was there to see President Bill Clinton throw out the first pitch at virgin Jacobs Field in that thrilling inaugural game. After hearing rumblings for years about the team possibly relocating, walking into that pristine, gorgeous new ballpark that fine day gave me comforting assurance that one of the few things in life I really cared about was around to stay.

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