{"id":231,"date":"2015-03-01T03:41:23","date_gmt":"2015-03-01T03:41:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/reviews.wheelerc.org\/?p=231"},"modified":"2015-03-01T03:41:23","modified_gmt":"2015-03-01T03:41:23","slug":"detroit-an-american-autopsy-by-charlie-leduff","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wheelerc.org\/reviews\/2015\/03\/01\/detroit-an-american-autopsy-by-charlie-leduff\/","title":{"rendered":"Detroit: An American Autopsy by Charlie LeDuff"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Detroit is a great pseudo-memoir by the Pulitzer-prize winning journalist Charlie LeDuff. It mixes new material with articles from his time at the Detroit News, a newspaper, that is, his personal observations and story with the stories he was covering.<br \/>\nI thought it was a great read, but that does not mean it is a perfect work of non-fiction by any means.<br \/>\nHe\u2019s certainly a great journalist and a great writer. At one point, he pokes a frozen dead man with his pencil. He\u2019s carrying that around because pens freeze. (This is true. And it\u2019s terrible when it happens and one has no pencils.)<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>With that, I had three problems with LeDuff\u2019s book, listed here and borne out in greater detail in their own subheads:<br \/>\n1. The race-orientation, as it were, is not clearly identified for each person when he\/she is introduced. Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn\u2019t. It\u2019s terribly important.<br \/>\n2. LeDuff does not follow through on, or follow, stories. (He appears to whisk himself away to the next scene.) There is a related, or sub point on this issue: While LeDuff holds many people accountable, to a degree, he complains about others but never explains why he never went after them.<br \/>\n3. LeDuff never writes down dates. I have no idea when most of the narrative, or things in general, are taking place. Is it 2000? 2010? November? July? Who knows. The one thing that grounds the reader in a narrative built around the progression of time is totally gone.<\/p>\n<p>And:<br \/>\n4. LeDuff has a thing against prostitutes.<\/p>\n<p><strong>The race issue<\/strong><br \/>\nRace is, I learned from LeDuff, a major issue in Detroit. LeDuff being white, it makes a certain level of tension depending on whom he\u2019s talking to. But really, LeDuff makes lots of hay over race but only selectively chooses to identify that physical feature of each of the people he writes about.<br \/>\nTake the example of Monica Conyers. She is, at the time, a city council member and married to a house rep. She at one point grabs LeDuff\u2019s testicles and squeezes, to prove a point. She might be crazy. Her race? Who knows. LeDuff, I guess, assumes we know.<br \/>\nBut we, who are not from Detroit, do not know. When LeDuff makes the point that the Fire Department is run by all black political appointees, he further codifies that the story of Detroit requires race be identified.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201c\u2019Jesus, it\u2019s Whitey McWhiteville out here,\u2019 my wife said distractedly, noticing a white-faced lawn jockey. My woman is a white girl who grew up in Detroit\u2014not the suburbs\u2014which makes her a special kind of white person.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>That\u2019s on page 214. Would have been nice to know a little bit earlier, considering the wife if mentioned from the beginning of his book.<br \/>\nOr here, we do get positive identification of a photographer about to get beat down.<br \/>\n\u201cRicardo rolled his eyes. A sixty-seven-year-old black man, Ricardo had covered riots, murders and street protests in his long career. He knew the scene.\u201d<br \/>\nOther cases, like Conyers, we don\u2019t. Weird absence.<br \/>\nThat being written, LeDuff\u2019s own look into his past adds a great layer of depth and personal connection to the issue that might not otherwise be there. A level of complexity.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cI was told there may have been some mixing of the races in a distant wing of my family, and ever LeDuff I had ever met was the color of caramel. But the fact that Grandpa himself was born black and died a white man blew me away. Not only did my blood track to the woodlands of the Great Lakes and the Celtic shores of France, but to the Gold Coast of Africa too. The African Diaspora and the Great Migration could be traced through my own family, and it was written on paper.<br \/>\n\u201cI sat in my basement smoking cigarette and looking at an old sepia photograph of my great-grandmother I\u2019d recently been given by a distant relative, wondering how the story of Detroit had come to this point, with me being the palest black man in Michigan.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><strong>No follow-through<\/strong><br \/>\nThe Feds (FBI) run a sting operation, really a murder operation, on a thug calling himself a black Muslim.<br \/>\n\u201cAnd as I sat there scribbling in my notebook, I wondered why the federal agents couldn\u2019t simply have arrested the imam while he went to get a morning cup of coffee.\u201d<br \/>\nLeDuff never follows up on the story, never tries to pry loose from the FBI why it had to go in, with guns blazing, and kill the man. To be fair, he was only at the Detroit News for two years before he moved on. Likely a Freedom of Information Act request with them, and the subsequent battle (for it is a battle) for documents would have likely lasted longer than his short tenure.<br \/>\nI would like to know why he never followed through.<br \/>\nIn one instance, the instance that was the end of his time at the News, LeDuff tried to get a paper file from a judge who refused to come out. She wouldn\u2019t. He wrote the story with the courts reporter (it seems like LeDuff judiciously stepped on what would seemingly be all the other reporters\u2019 beats) and, when it finally ran in a watered down version, he called it quits.<br \/>\nHe never sued, or tried to sue, to get the file. Never filed a judicial complaint. Nothing. Not to say something would have been done, but, it\u2019s the thought that really counts.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Time, date, place<\/strong><br \/>\nThat\u2019s AP style and something that gets drilled into me every time I mess it up. LeDuff, as shown below, will give us only a portion of the date and the place. Everything else? It must be that timeless America.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u201cIt was a beautiful December morning in southern California. The 405 freeway was bumper to bumper, which was either a good or bad sign for the American car industry . . . It was the morning before the Los Angeles Auto Show officially kicked off, and Cadillac was holding a reporters-only preview of the CTS Coupe, the newest member of the Cadillac family, set to hit showrooms in 2010.\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>So, this is 2009? Who knows.<\/p>\n<p><strong>His sister was a prostitute<\/strong><br \/>\nSo he seems to have a deep problem with sex workers.<br \/>\nDoesn\u2019t seem fair.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Conclusion<\/strong><br \/>\nDetroit is a fantastic mix of memoir and stories from Detroit, even if it could have used a few more details to ground it and a little more follow through with some of the stories.<br \/>\nLeDuff tried to make a change, and likely, he was at least partially successful. Just, no one cares about the status quo.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/review\/show\/1210700384\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">On Goodreads<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Detroit is a great pseudo-memoir by the Pulitzer-prize winning journalist Charlie LeDuff. It mixes new material with articles from his time at the Detroit News, a newspaper, that is, his personal observations and story with the stories he was covering. 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