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I was in Detroit not too long ago. I went to a Wings game at Joe Louis, met some random fans, we all went to a bar and got absolutely shitfaced, then we went to American and had four coneys apiece. All in the supposed wasteland of downtown Detroit where nobody goes, and yet somehow I survived, eating awesome hot dogs at 4 in the morning with people I’d never met before. On foot.
There are $2 million homes within a 10 minute drive of downtown. Sitting back in wherever you are saying “ha, Detroit’s so terrible, forget about it” is a real bummer for the people who live there, who are countering the adversity of amazingly unfair circumstances and an oblivious nation that openly mocks and dismisses them, and through it all trying to build something from the ashes of an industrial wonder city and who are all far braver than you and me. Last time I was there I spent time with a volunteer group replanting natural vegetation and farms where abandoned buildings used to be. There were more than 50 volunteers on a Friday digging trees simply so you’ll shut the fuck up about how terrible and awful and wasteland-like Detroit is.
I grew up in the Detroit metro and got out simply because my career took me elsewhere. I’d move back in a minute. (Edit: Truthfully, I miss real coney islands, Faygo, and Stony Creek in the autumn.)