Last week, as this fantastic 19th-century rendering of Memphis worked its way across social-media platforms, two thoughts came to mind.
First, all modern maps suck due to a lack of ornamental monsters. Second, every time a national magazine publishes some list that makes Memphis sound like an uninhabitable hellhole populated by obese criminals, somebody should send that magazine a photo of this handmade sign under the Cooper Street railroad trestle and this simple note: "You wish."
Contributors to the Examiner news website need to choose their subject matter carefully lest they be tagged with an embarrassing job title. This poor Memphis author, who basically just shared a report from the always-reliable Christian Broadcast Network, is now an "Abstinence Examiner."
Yes, I examine people not having sex. What of it?