Michael Hogenmiller

Since when did the Cedars' residents get all up in arms about their property values and the state of their neighborhood?

There's an art complex around the corner where people are blowing glass six days a week. There's a bar with a backyard the size of Texas where the Shins hung out and bought rounds, and there's a guy with an apartment he's converted into a party space that looks like a mixture of Keith Richard's bachelor pad and the lair of the Cheshire Cat. It's where the city's burlesque troupes rehearse in borrowed studio spaces and where photographers stage 3am photoshoots in the streets.

Every city has a district like this, and I'm amazed that there are Cedars residents so motivated towards gentrification that they can't appreciate the culture in their own backyards. Move to Plano.