The man from Paris and I were having coffee and breakfast at an outside table at Miss Cordelia's in Harbor Town. It was a warm, sunny morning, a prelude to another bright, soul-wiltingly humid July day in Memphis. The man from Paris…
... I am of two minds about this. On one hand, I think it's entirely plausible that Herenton never wanted a debate in the first place and that all of this talk about a second debate is just gamesmanship designed to make it appear that Herenton is willing to go head-to-head and Cohen is not ...