Posts Tagged: detroit

The Trial of Theodore Wafer: "I shot in fear, I shot on purpose, I didn't want to be a victim"

Some things that middle-aged white Detroit shooter Theodore Wafer has said at his trial for the murder of unarmed black 19-year-old Renisha McBride: "I shot in fear," "I shot on purpose," "It was a threat, a threat that was coming in my house," "I needed to find out what was going on," "I didn't want to cower in my house," "I didn't want to be a victim." His only possible defense against the murder charge requires him to prove that the presence of a drunk, distressed teenager made him legitimately fear for his life.

At the Guardian, Syreeta McFadden goes over this sickening old [...]


Two Photo Sets: Detroit's Urban Gardeners and Meth-Laced Appalachia

At NPR, some beautiful photos of new efforts in the re-wilding city:

"I like to believe that we [are] holding this place together," Sennefer says. "You know, we the people that are the visionaries, the dreamers, the people that's holding on to the faith that things aren't as bad as they seem."

And at Mother Jones, a series of photos shot for Jonah Engle's "Merchants of Meth" big pharma story. Photographer Stacy Kraniz talks about what it means to shoot a story like this respectfully:

In a region notoriously wary of outsiders—particularly those with cameras—[she] shoots as an insider, bringing viewers to swimming holes and [...]


On Pheasants and Polyamory

I found the pheasants accidentally. I’d gone looking for the avenue of shoes on Brush Street, a new art installation in Detroit, and got a bit lost. When I stopped to orient myself, I saw a single pheasant through a thicket of tall grass in a vacant lot next to a sagging two-story. The house had an old Ford F150 parked in front. I saw an empty kiddie pool, a plastic circle in turquoise with green fish printed on the bottom. I heard soft crowing, and walked stealthily towards the sound

As I approached, I saw more pheasants through the tall grass. I wanted to make out details, but the [...]


"Unbroken Down" in Detroit

[Dave] Jordano understands why “Ruin Porn” — the term given to the recent trend in photography that fetishizes decay — exists. He himself made photographs of dilapidated buildings initially. It took a week before he realized he wasn’t adding anything new to photography’s vocabulary.

“You can’t help but be drawn to ruins. Everyone has gone to Detroit for that reason,” says Jordano. “But images of ruins are so pictorial and picturesque, you can almost overlook the tragedy of it all.”

Wired has more from Detroit-born photographer Jordano, plus a slideshow of his not-always-upbeat, but more often human subjects, including "dog-walkers, squatters, collapsed revelers, resting firemen and lonesome drinkers." [...]


On the Death of Renisha McBride

Renisha McBride was a 19-year-old girl who'd just graduated from Southfield High School and gotten a job at the Ford Motor Company. Late last Friday night, she got into a car accident, alone. With her phone dead, she left her white Ford Taurus on foot to seek help. An hour or so later, she reached Dearborn Heights, a city west of and adjacent to Detroit, and knocked on a stranger's front door. He shot her point-blank in the face with a shotgun and she died.

Her family was not notified of their daughter's death until Monday. The police initially told the family that McBride's body was "[...]