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X-Content: Ten Years Ago in City Paper: Dec. 25, 2002

December 28, 2012

The 2002 People Who Died issue salutes comics artist John Buscema, album-cover artist Mati Klarwein, movie reviewer Howard Thompson, Barbie creator Ruth Handler, Nancy Drew writer Mildred Benson, father of the Frisbee Ed Headrick, country songwriter Mickey Newbury, Uzi engineer Uziel Gal, and gay-activist iconoclast Harry Hay.

Brennen Jensen’s Mobtown Beat profiles mass-transit big-thinker Edward Cohen.

The Nose reveals the role of Sean Malone in Baltimore police commissioner Edward Norris’ departure to head the Maryland State Police, and discusses the ouster of Mike Gimbel as Baltimore County’s drug czar.

Charles Cohen’s Charmed Life tips a hat to Druid Hill Park’s distinctive, historic Osage orange tree.

Christopher Myers’ How’s it Going? gets answers from Luke Durant, Charles Collier, and Santa Ed.

The Mail has letters from Christina Mitchko, James Harper, Alexandra Macchi, Fabio Romerio, and Michelle “Shellers” Herring.

The columns are: Brian Morton’s Political Animal, on tax cuts and the poor; Suz Redfearn’s Germ Bag, on when the cat caught on fire; Sandy Asirvatham’s Underwhelmed, on her last column; and Mink Stole’s Think Mink, on parenting porn and shy moves.

Scocca & MacLeod’s proto-blog, Funny Paper, reads the comics so you don’t have to.

C. Kang and S. Kang’s Taste Like Chicken demonstrates the taste chain.

In Art, Mike Giuliano gets dark with Noir, an exhibit at Villa Julie College.

John Barry’s Stage praises Pumpkin Theatre’s production of Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Weber’s Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.

Michaelangelo Matos mashes up 2 Many DJs in Music.

Blake de Pastino’s Television digs on Maryland Public Television’s arts programming.

In Film: Ian Grey thinks Antwone Fisher is woefully over-simplistic; Eric Allen Hatch says Rabbit-Proof Fence suffices, but barely so; Tom Siebert finds Catch Me If You Can a perfectly executed holiday gift; and Richard Gorelick has no love for a bland Chicago and calls Two Weeks Notice just plain lazy.

Richard Gorelick’s Omnivore yawns at Hunan Szechuan.