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Ambush at Channel 5: One TV type gets a dose of her own hidden-camera-style investigation and finds it "uncool"
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How Not to Be a Rap Star
Flying high on Ecstasy, Grey Goose and his own hype, Paul Mussan blew through 100 G's in six months.
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A college drop-out abandons a lucrative tech career for a life of inner-city poverty and hopes to save an urban school district from oblivion
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Kansas Citys Corona Cantina #1 still has some problems to work out, but well raise a few bottles to the concept
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KC's Iron Chef
He wants to be a restaurant mogul, but first Rob Dalzell has to prevent another opening-day disaster.
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Ambush at Channel 5: One TV type gets a dose of her own hidden-camera-style investigation and finds it "uncool" (22)
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Kansas Citys Corona Cantina #1 still has some problems to work out, but well raise a few bottles to the concept (15)
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No one feels sorry for Councilman Terry Riley as much as Terry Riley (7)
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How Not to Be a Rap Star (6)
Flying high on Ecstasy, Grey Goose and his own hype, Paul Mussan blew through 100 G's in six months.
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Here's a bit more on why a journalist might be curious about Councilman Terry Riley (4)
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Ambush at Channel 5: One TV type gets a dose of her own hidden-camera-style investigation and finds it "uncool"
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How Not to Be a Rap Star
Flying high on Ecstasy, Grey Goose and his own hype, Paul Mussan blew through 100 G's in six months.
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A college drop-out abandons a lucrative tech career for a life of inner-city poverty and hopes to save an urban school district from oblivion
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KC's Iron Chef
He wants to be a restaurant mogul, but first Rob Dalzell has to prevent another opening-day disaster.
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Here's a bit more on why a journalist might be curious about Councilman Terry Riley
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Recent Articles By Mark Kind
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And What About The Hoboes?
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Tattler's Tale
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Slander?
We always knew Steve Kraske was a raving liberal.
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Color bind
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Jesus of the Weak
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National Features
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Phoenix New Times
Canine Crusaders
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The Muscle Men
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Picked On
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"Why I'm No Longer a Brain-Dead Liberal"
An election-season essay from one of America's greatest playwrights.
By David Mamet
Return To Sender
A seasonal tax worker has an irritating summer.
By Mark Kind
Published: August 8, 2002Each spring, Kansas City tax returns pile up in the mailbox that Jerald B. Wolfson rents at the post office in the federal building downtown. The preprinted envelopes mention the "City of Kansas City, Missouri, Revenue Division," but the box number is Wolfson's. As would any sensible Kansas Citian old enough to remember Tom Pendergast, Wolfson concludes that he's either stumbled across some kind of tax embezzlement scheme or he's made an enemy in city government.
"Somebody at City Hall wants to harass me, and the way they're harassing me is sending me tax returns," he says. "I got over a hundred of them."
Of course, he can't be sure they're tax returns because he's never opened one. But presumably he knows a tax return when he sees its envelope: He works as a seasonal employee at the Internal Revenue Service Center on Bannister Road.
Rather than throw the envelopes away, he has turned them over to the friendly postal workers at the federal building, or he's walked across 12th Street to City Hall, past Abraham and Tad Lincoln, and delivered them to the Revenue Division in person.
He has also complained. After getting no satisfaction from Mayor Kay Barnes, Wolfson wrote to Jackson County Prosecutor Robert Beaird, requesting legal action. "For reasons known only to themselves, the employees of the city use my post office box as a mode of receiving city tax returns," he told Beaird. "I have written the mayor and several other persons about this matter for two years."
Eric Davison, the Revenue Division's manager of document processing, says some private tax-preparation company must have printed up the erroneous envelopes; Wolfson's box number is just one digit different from the box where the city collects its reviled 1 percent earnings taxes. Davison says he'll work with Wolfson to figure out which tax-preparation company can't keep its numbers straight.
"We certainly don't want our tax returns going to the wrong address," he says.
With Wolfson's problem solved, maybe Davison can collect enough extra money to pay those KCMO lifeguards who had to go on strike last week because the city couldn't figure out how to add up their paychecks.







