Turns out, Napoleon, who makes more than $100,000 a year, doesn’t exactly live in a poor, hardscrabble neighborhood.
Napoleon has relied on suburban builders, developers, CEOs, lawyers and business owners to bankroll his campaigns.
The crime was almost too easy because police took more than 20 minutes to respond each time.
Deputies described an ugly scene. Some of the dogs could barely walk. Others were missing chunks of flesh.
The Winter Solstice Celebration is expected to draw dozens of people to the urban experiment where abandoned properties have been transformed into found-art installations at Heidelberg and Mt. Elliot.
Napoleon, a former Detroit Police chief, is considered a frontrunner who could match the fundraising prowess of Mike Duggan, the Detroit Medical Center chief.
The latest incident is yet another slap in the face to firefighters who are forced to battle more blazes with less gear.
As I write this, thieves in a backhoe are stealing large metal beams even as a fire burns in the plant, a few buildings away.
Sonny’s death is another irreplaceable part in our city’s culture. The legendary voices of my childhood, the men whose voices were the narration of Detroit, are all starting to pass away.
“You aren’t leaving until you delete that damn picture,” a male campaign volunteer hollered as he poked his finger at my chest.