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Another town, another story

Rodney King has advice for North Kingstown. Plus, a few clarifications
One of the great things about my day job as director of Insight Radio (part of Insight, a non-profit in Warwick that promotes independence and opportunities for people who are blind or visually impaired) is that I get to see just about every news website or publication in the state.
By RUDY CHEEKS | June 29, 2011

Gaga's eau de bloody load, Diddy exposed as 9/11 mastermind, and other music news in brief

The Big Hurt
Smell ya, shouldn't have to tell ya!
By DAVID THORPE | February 09, 2011

The 13th Annual Muzzle Awards

A look at the dishonorable enemies of free speech and personal liberty in New England
A year and a half into the Age of Obama, we are learning a lesson we should have figured out long ago — that repression, once in place, is rarely rolled back all the way, and that liberals no less than conservatives are reluctant to give up power.
By DAN KENNEDY | July 05, 2010

Review: Get Him To the Greek

Heroin-addled rocker stages his comeback
Jonah Hill and Russell Brand reunite with Forgetting Sarah Marshall director Nicholas Stoller in his boisterous new comedy.
By BRETT MICHEL | June 04, 2010

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White-knuckle thrill rites

Bigelow puts the art into action
Kathryn Bigelow's art-packed action movies
By PETER KEOUGH | July 09, 2009

Taser bait

A Florida Gator gets chomped. Plus, Memphis, the NCAA, and hypocrisy.
The clock keeps ticking down toward the inevitable first Tasered-athlete fatality. The fact that it hasn't happened yet is just a statistical anomaly, because two things continue to occur with regularity: major-college and pro jocks keep getting Tasered in late-night incidents, while an unluckier group of ordinary non-jocks keep dying from police Taserings.
By MATT TAIBBI | June 10, 2009

A living history

Twilight revists the King riots
Since Anna Deavere Smith's Twilight: Los Angeles, 1992 is set in a specific place and time, some theatergoers will want to relegate its incidents and attitudes — which surround the Rodney King riots — to history.
By BILL RODRIGUEZ | March 24, 2009

Sports Blotter: A farewell to OJ

Any columnist covering this field who failed to note O.J. Simpson’s lamentable change of status from in-it-to-win-it sports-crime competitor to DQ’d resident of High Desert State Prison in Indian Springs, Nevada, would be grossly derelict in his duties.
By MATT TAIBBI | December 30, 2008

The son also sets

Sports Blotter
Most crime stories involving ex-athletes pushing 50 have the same plot: an end-of-the-line washout case, six weeks behind on his final car payment, and literally fleeing on foot from an army of outraged creditors and/or junk dealers punches out his wife/best friend/total stranger in an Ann Arbor pool hall in a dispute over an autographed merchandise sale gone bad.
By MATT TAIBBI | October 27, 2008

Undiscovered country

New Rep’s Eurydice, the ART’s Let Me Down Easy, SpeakEasy’s The Light in the Piazza
A young woman steps off the Elevator Styx into a Hades ruled by Pee-wee Herman.
By CAROLYN CLAY | September 24, 2008

Echoes of Rodney King

A do-gooder who recorded abusive Boston police officers was himself arrested under a controversial ‘wiretapping’ law
When Simon Glik used his cell phone to record Boston police officers making what he thought was an overly forceful arrest on Tremont Street, he didn’t think he would be the one who ended up in the back of a police cruiser.
By HARVEY SILVERGLATE AND JAMES TIERNEY | February 21, 2008

Sounding off

Nick Cave’s wearable mash-ups
Chicago artist Nick Cave (no, not the musician) remembers the Rodney King beating as a turning point in his artwork.
By GREG COOK | October 03, 2007

Sound off

One citizen journalist’s saga may bode poorly for the new arm of the press
Anyone who wants to understand the perils of being a citizen journalist in an age of DIY media should consider the case of Freeman Z.
By MIKE MILIARD | December 13, 2006

Freedomland

When a missing white boy, an alleged black carjacker, and mounting racial tensions collide
A practiced hand in frivolity, director Joe Roth here moves on to something more serious: distilling Richard Price’s 700-page crime drama into a two-hour seesaw.
By TOM MEEK | February 14, 2006