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Following the investigation, Whitaker admitted to plagiarizing in an apology letter saying, “I have no excuse for the errors in my book. This history which is near and dear to me and which I have studied since childhood. I was hasty and careless in failing to properly cite and credit all the numerous sources, and my paraphrasing of the work of others was at times inadequate.”
Phoenix Youth Hostel and Hood Ride collaborated to do its second mural bike ride around downtown Phoenix with members of the community on Saturday night.
Phoenix is home to approximately 1.5 million people, and many independent artists live in the Garfield district of downtown Phoenix. (Photo by Dominic Valente)
Patrons of the Vig Fillmore stand in front of the bar on the interior of the restaurant. The Vig Fillmore serves quintessential american cuisine, including burgers, fries, carne asada and other southwest favorites. (Photo by Thomas Hawthorne)
Recently, Pitchfork announced that Kanye West has decided to feature Miley Cyrus in his “Black Skinhead” remix. Now, nobody knows what exactly Miley Cyrus will do in the respective feature. Back in August, she was featured in GOOD Music (West’s record label) and rapper Big Sean’s video, “Fire,” and simply moved her body in exotic ways and stared lustfully into the camera.
Photo Courtesy of Def Jam Records.
Myrlin Hepworth inspires audiences with his bold melodic poems.Photo courtesy of Myrlin Hepworth
The lingering smell of incense greeted us as we walked into Trinity Episcopal Cathedral on a moderately warm and sunny Sunday afternoon. I was accompanied by Leah LeMoine, a spunky, quirky and inquisitive partner who has an equal if not greater thirst for all things spiritual.
Some things you have to see for yourself. Such was the case for three students from Leiden University in Holland, who came to Arizona over spring break to do research on the ramifications of the notorious anti-immigration bill Senate Bill 1070, signed into law two years ago and soon to be up for review by the United States Supreme Court.
One hundred and two: it’s the number of lines Daniel Wayne is able to pour on a clay-brown rosetta-leaf latte that he serves at Lola coffee bar – a European-style coffee shop that brews along the narrow section of Roosevelt Street and 3rd Avenue.
I was on the phone with a local poet and had goose bumps as he described to me the old guerrilla poetry events he hosted in days past. In obedience to my awe and sense of excitement, I decided I would have to do something in that vein – and soon. First Friday seemed like a good coming-out party.
Without blinking or quickening his pace, he claims to have ridden a bicycle without training wheels when he was 3 years old. Freshman pre-health major Joseph Lupien is planning on cycling for a Canadian national competition this upcoming summer, and again, he didn’t blink while explaining that – apparently blinking isn’t part of his routine.
Apparently, the notion of attending a show at a ballroom registered with the early-20s crowd at the Toro Y Moi show as its visual aesthetic featured bow ties, crisp and intricate designs, along with suspenders and vintage fedoras.
Sarah Grimes has always been the type of person to do things by herself. So as her peers on the second floor of Taylor Place residence hall twiddled their thumbs, unsure of what to do for the mural they were assigned, Grimes took charge and painted it herself.
A Marilyn-Monroe, lipstick-red couch is the first thing that catches your eye upon entering the friendly bike shop that’s quietly tucked in off Central Avenue and Van Buren Street. The fact that it’s red is not the jarring dynamic; it’s the fact that an inviting modern couch is the first thing that greets you as you walk into an urban bike shop.
In a relatively young city paradoxically characterized by tradition, it takes no stretch of the imagination to see how vintage fashion could burgeon in a place like Phoenix.
The immortalized chorus from the Boston hit song “Long Time” is crooned through the buttery, bass voice of Isaac Easley as we sit in his dorm room in Taylor Place on a lazy Saturday evening with the muted San Francisco 49ers game ending in the background.
In 1903, W.E.B. Du Bois prophetically claimed that the problem of the 20th century was the problem of the color line. And throughout the 20th century that very much was the case.