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District Line Daily: Quadruple Murder Suspect Captured

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Police captured Daron Dylon Wint, 34, in Northeast D.C. Thursday night, and authorities have charged him with first-degree murder in connection to the deaths of four people, including a 10-year old child, at a Woodland Normanstone home.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • Wint is scheduled to make an appearance in court Friday afternoon. [NBC Washington]
  • The Savopoulos family released a statement: "While [the arrest] does not abate our pain, we hope that it begins to restore a sense of calm and security to our neighborhood and to our city." [WUSA9]
  • "Six months on the trail of Shy Glizzy," rap superstar. [Washington Post]
  • Rolling Thunder comes to the District this weekend. [Washington Times]

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Quadruple Murder Suspect in Brooklyn, Police Believe

wintPolice believe that the suspect allegedly behind last week's gruesome arson and quadruple homicide in Northwest is on the run in Brooklyn, NY.

Police suspect that Daron Dylon Wint, 34,  killed Savvas Savopolos, wife Amy Savopoulos, son Philip Savopoulos, and housekeeper Veralicia Figueroa last Thursday, then burned down the Savopoulos' house on the 3200 block of Woodlawn Drive. Wint once worked at American Iron Works, Savvas Savapolous' construction company, according to Metropolitan Police Department chief Cathy Lanier.

“Right now, you have just about everything law enforcement officer in the country looking for him," Lanier said at an afternoon press conference at MPD headquarters. Lanier said Wint's family wants him to turn himself in.

Lanier wouldn't comment on evidence in the case, but the Post reported yesterday that Wint's DNA was found on the crust of a pizza delivered to the house the night before the fire. Savapolos' assistant reportedly also delivered $40,000 to the house the day of the fire.

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Chatter: The Summer Win

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Last week’s Washington City Paper was devoted to the 2015 Summer Arts and Entertainment Guide, a collection of book, comedy, dance, film, gallery, museum, and music recommendations guaranteed to make the next few hellaciously hot months of your life a little cooler. As former City Paper Editor Mike Madden put it on Twitter, “Here’s what you’re doing this summer, D.C.” The guide, which features listings through mid-September, is no longer in newspaper boxes, but you can get a copy by visiting City Paper’s HQ.

Booze You Can Use

The evolution of distillery laws in D.C., including a new regulation permitting on-site consumption, was the subject of Jessica Sidman’s Young & Hungry column. As TheBottomlessMimosa (@TheBoMimo) accurately tweeted, “Liquor laws are more complicated and old-fashioned than I thought!” Reader Dave B picked up on a particularly strange part of the new law that requires at least half of the spirits in cocktails served at distilleries to be made on-site: “Re: Number of spirits in a cocktail. How does that legislation actually read? Are they just counting the number of alcoholic ingredients? That would be stupid. In that case, you cant have a Negroni, but you can have a shot of whiskey with one drop of Gin. It should be based on the amount of alcohol contributed to the cocktail. In that case you can have the Negroni but not the 99.99% whiskey. Gin is about 40% alcohol. Campari and vermouth are about half that (for purposes of this argument). X volume at 40% is equal to 2X volume at 20%.”

Sidman explained that the law is based on volume, to which Dave B replied, “It should be based on volume*ABV. Math is hard though. Maybe you could boil off some of the water in the vermouth and Campari to reduce the volume. Then add the water back in as a non-alcohol beverage. This seems like a lot of effort.” For a cocktail? Ain’t no mountain high enough.

Helmet Dread

Finally, our bike columnist, Gear Prudence, tackled the age-old question: Why is that cyclist’s helmet on his handlebars and not on his head? While GP had a simple answer (it’s the heat, not the stupidity), our commenters had other ideas. mldickens wrote, “Helmet on handlebars – it’s because their mom makes them take it, but they don’t want to wear it because that’s uncool. Gotta keep it around so you can put it on just before you get home!”

Department of Corrections

The Summer Arts and Entertainment Guide erroneously featured a photo of the metal band Death next to an entry about the protopunk band Death. Thank you to the many readers who pointed this out.

This Week’s Page Three Photo

1300 Block of G Street NW, May 20

Page three photos are also in this gallery.

District Line Daily: Ground Control

A morning roundup of news, opinion, and links from Washington City Paper and around the District. Send tips and ideas to citydesk@washingtoncitypaper.com.

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This week's cover story: Just standing outside can get you arrested in some parts of the District. Activists and the people arrested say a law against blocking the sidewalk is used to harass black men, the homeless, and protesters.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • Why is D.C.'s breakfast scene so weak? [Young & Hungry]
  • In his final City Paper column, Aaron Wiener offers his not-so-modest proposals for improving D.C. [Housing Complex]
  • The go-go website TMOTTGoGo.com prepares to mark its 20th anniversary. [Arts Desk]
  • Poll: Residents support Muriel Bowser's proposed sales tax increase. [Post]

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Gear Prudence: I'm about to bike over shards of glass. Slow down or speed up?

Go East: Glen's Garden Market will open a second location.

Slate Set: Here's the lineup for this year's AFI DOCS.

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Gear Prudence: Should I Speed Over Broken Glass? Slow Down?

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Gear Prudence: While biking home yesterday, I rolled over broken glass at various locations. Fortunately, my tires were OK, but it got me wondering: If broken glass is unavoidable (say on a narrow trail or in a bike lane with parked cars on one side and heavy traffic on the other) is it better to slow down as much as possible or to maintain speed over the glass? My friend said slowing down and trying to avoid the worst spots was her strategy. I thought that going as fast as possible would give the glass less of a chance to stick. Which of us is right? —Speed Helps Avoid Random Punctures?

Dear SHARP: When faced with the fate of flats, is it a fait accompli? Or can you outrun your destiny, perhaps by speeding up or, ironically, slowing down? But before addressing strategy, it’s important to first assess the unavoidability of the unavoidable. In many cases, a bicyclist can scan the road ahead with an eye toward the glinty glass splinters that might provoke a puncture and takes steps well in advance to avoid them. Or, you could hire a team of off-season curlers to run ahead of your ride and clear the way of potentially harmful debris. Ideally, you’ll never want to be in the position of taking last-second evasive maneuvers to avoid glass—you could be trading a potential puncture for a far worse outcome.

In the case where the broken glass truly is unavoidable, would riding faster through the hazard, perhaps while invoking the David Farragut (the namesake of the downtown square) strategy, by damning the torpedoes and speeding fully ahead, lessen the likelihood of puncture? GP has his doubts. Puncture flats happen when an object gets through the tire and pokes a hole in the tube, thereby allowing air to escape. Whether you ride over something sharp enough to do this really fast or really slowly, if it gets through it gets through. Speed is not your succor.

But all is not lost if you have had the misfortune to ride over broken glass. Keeping your tires inflated to proper air pressure is a key flat prevention technique. Beyond that, some cyclists employ puncture-resistant tires, typically made of thicker material, or put a Kevlar strip between the tire and the tube. Beyond these options, it’s also a good idea, especially if you know you’ve just ridden over some bad stuff, to inspect your tires and rub away or pull out any small objects stuck in your tires that could over time damage the tube.

Ultimately though, it’s best to be sanguine about these kinds of things. Flats happen when they happen. —GP

Gear Prudence is Brian McEntee, who blogs at talesfromthesharrows.blogspot.com and tweets at @sharrowsdc. Got a question about bicycling? Email gearprudence@washingtoncitypaper.com.

District Line Daily: Lead at D.C. General

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Two young children at the troubled D.C. General homeless shelter tested positive for high levels of lead.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • The lineup for the 2015 AFI DOCS film festival was announced. [Arts Desk]
  • The cleanup of the Anacostia River has a long way to go. [Post]
  • D.C.'s faux speakeasy fad isn't done. [Young & Hungry]
  • D.C. is ranked the third-best city for parks in the country. [Post]

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District Line Daily: The Phone Booth’s Demise

A morning roundup of news, opinion, and links from Washington City Paper and around the District. Send tips and ideas to citydesk@washingtoncitypaper.com.

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Verizon doesn't plan to renew its sponsorship of the Verizon Center, whose naming rights the company has owned since the building opened in 1997 as the MCI Center.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • Judge strikes down heart of D.C. gun law. [WAMU]
  • Vincent Orange got outplayed by three freshmen on his own committee. [Loose Lips]
  • ANC votes to end liquor license moratorium in west Dupont Circle. [Barred in DC]
  • DCPS' biggest challenge, in one chart. [Housing Complex]

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I Know What You'll Do This Summer: Find out in the 2015 Summer Arts & Entertainment Guide.

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District Line Daily: New Weed Order

A morning roundup of news, opinion, and links from Washington City Paper and around the District. Send tips and ideas to citydesk@washingtoncitypaper.com.

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The legalization of pot possession has already changed the landscape for dealers in D.C. and influenced attitudes toward the drug.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • Marion C. Barry to plead guilty in bank outburst case. [Loose Lips]
  • In her first budget, is the mayor winning the battle with the D.C. Council but losing the war? [Post]
  • Neighbors push for speedy response on safety measures for Maryland Avenue NE. [WAMU]
  • DDOT began installing new barriers to protect cyclists on Pennsylvania Avenue NW. [City Desk]

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Our Nightly Bread: A new evening farmers market launched in D.C.

Your Summer Plans: Our 2015 Summer Arts & Entertainment Guide is here.

Read more District Line Daily: New Weed Order

On Bike to Work Day, New Protections, Same Ol’ Crashes

Today is Bike to Work Day, a feel-good event when cyclists, advocates, and public officials gather to celebrate commuting by bike. It's also a day when there are more cyclists on the area's roads than probably any other day of the year. More than 16,800 people registered for the event in 2014; that number grew to 17,500 this year, according to the Metropolitan Washington Council of Governments.

Bike to Work Day started out with some long-awaited good news: After installing so-called "zebras" on a small portion of the Pennsylvania Avenue NW cycletrack in 2013 and additional barriers the following year, the D.C. Department of Transportation today began installing more barriers to prevent vehicles from making illegal U-turns across the bike lanes. The rubber "wheel-stop" barriers, which are 6-inches high, 6-inches wide, and 6-feet long, will be placed along the majority of the cycletrack. 

Work began today on the 1100 block, according to a DDOT spokeswoman, and crews will install the barriers eastward before returning to the 1200 block to replace the zebras. According to the spokeswoman, there will be approximately 9-feet of space between the edges of the barriers, while the zebras were placed about 13 feet apart. When asked if the barriers would be placed in the 1300 and 1400 blocks as well, the spokeswoman replied, "Right now, DDOT’s focus is on the blocks we’re focusing on, and ensuring they are completed swiftly and effectively."

The new barriers can't come soon enough. U-turns are an ongoing problem along Pennsylvania Avenue, as local cyclists have been documenting using the Twitter hashtag #StopUTurnsOnPenn. Drivers making illegal U-turns recently struck two cyclists, WAMU reported.

Of course, cyclist collisions aren't exclusive Pennsylvania Avenue. At least two cyclists were struck today, one near the U Street NW corridor and the other in Bellevue. Here's to a safer evening commute.

District Line Daily: 100 Percent Female-Owned

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D.C.'s next distillery is 100 percent female-owned. "We'll meet people and they’ll say, 'So, it’s the two of you and who else?'" says one of its founders. The distillery, Republic Restoratives, will focus on bourbon.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • D.C. firefighter to be laid to rest today. [NBC4]
  • The Georgetown rabbi who pleaded guilty to voyeurism faces sentencing today. [Post]
  • Congressional committee heads to Northeast for hearing on D.C. school vouchers. [WAMU]
  • DDOT is installing barriers along the Pennsylvania Avenue NW bike lanes today. [@DDOTDC]

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Read more District Line Daily: 100 Percent Female-Owned

Chatter: Kill Our Darlings

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We were shocked to learn how sanguine readers were about the death of Artisphere, per the comments in response to last week’s cover by Erin Devine. Sharon wrote: “Setting aside the Smithsonian for a second and its 18 museums and half a dozen research and smaller exhibition spaces all within a 30 minute drive of the Artishphere that the US taxpayer spends 1 billion a year subsidizing (and I am glad they do)... The DC region is still completely chock full of private and public galleries, stages, a dozen or so local University artistic and cultural facilities, and many other publicly funded facilities paid for by other local municipalities (District, Montgomery County, Fairfax County, Arlington, etc). There is zero reason to continue to fund yet another at a yearly loss, when its reputation and artistic value is marginal, and the options for artistic culture in the region abound.”

Tom M gleefully piled on: “Not sure why you should be the arbiter of how public funds should be spent. Our system has a process to determine public priorities. Those include elections and public budget setting within open meetings with testimony and information from the public. This failed that test. Frankly, i don’t think it would be wise to rely on some other system (artist commune dictatorship?) to make those decisions with us or for us.” Which got us thinking… is there are artist commune dictatorship you know of? Because that sounds like something we would probably champion in Washington City Paper.

Arts Fear

A contingency of readers rallied to art’s defense. Jon slammed some bureaucrats, and how: “Shame on the County Manager and the County Board for being so short-sighted and leaderless. Their lack of political courage to withstand the pressure to kill Artisphere is so sad and embarrassing for the County. Anyone who knows anything about the arts knows that government support is needed for the arts to flourish. That was true in Da Vinci’s day, Bach’s day, Beethoven’s day and today…. Guess they just want us to be a quiet suburb of DC once again…”

But then again, L Larson pointed out, does Arlington really care if it loses a cutting-edge arts facility? “Artisphere should have closed because Arlington (and DC in general) doesn’t deserve it. I am a longtime area resident and kept a close eye on Artisphere, watching as they brought in work by artists like Miranda July, Andy Warhol, Frank Day and others...few people cared enough to come and visit, preferring to complain on websites like this one. I hate to say it, but any investment of time and money in the arts and culture here is a waste...we simply aren’t worth it…. Can you imagine something like Anish Kapoor’s public installation in Chicago (the giant mirror bean) here? Even Philadephia’s LOVE sculpture seems like a major stretch. Small galleries are closing faster than new ones are opening and the city’s best artists are leaving for Baltimore, New York and Philadelphia.”

Sharon poppy tom agreed and made a modest proposal: “You know what? You get nothing. Let’s just disconnect the bridges from DC to VA and you fucktards can stay there. I’ve had it with you.” You hear that, District exurbanites? We’re taking away your cherry blossoms, your stroller access to the National Mall, and your opportunity to line up for cupcakes!

Department of Corrections

Last week’s Loose Lips column misstated the cost of a recount based on erroneous information provided by the D.C. Board of Elections. It’s $50 per precinct, not $50 for an entire ward recount.

District Line Daily: Summer Arts & Entertainment Guide

A morning roundup of news, opinion, and links from Washington City Paper and around the District. Send tips and ideas to citydesk@washingtoncitypaper.com.

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The 2015 Summer Arts & Entertainment Guide is here! We've got picks for music, galleries, theater, film, and more. Be sure to grab a copy in print, too—this paper has a glossy cover, and it's free as always.

LEADING THE MORNING NEWS:

  • Chicken joint reassures neighboring law firm that its odor won't waft like a burger joint's once did. [Post]
  • D.C.'s human services chief isn't celebrating the city's small drop in homelessness. [Housing Complex]
  • The first floor of Roofers Union is being converted to a wine bar. [Young & Hungry]
  • DCPS to recognize students who are fluent in more than one language. [WAMU]

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Read more District Line Daily: Summer Arts & Entertainment Guide

I Hit the Snooze Bar

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Not since my late teen years, when I journaled every feeling, have I written this many words about 20 underwhelming minutes in a strange bed. The following experience can be yours gratis, through Sunday, courtesy of the mattress company Casper, which will let you book online a 30-minute time slot to nap in one of their beds. They've set up a "pop-up experience," The Snooze Bar, in a warehouse space in Cady's Alley. Before you congratulate Casper for doing such a neighborly thing for the good people of D.C., just remember this is all a very elaborate plan to sell you a mattress that arrives at your home rolled up in a box. The reader should note here that I didn't come away from this experience with a mattress, and in fact I don't think I really napped. But maybe I did? I can't tell where waking ends and dreaming begins.

I walk into the mostly-empty building tucked away on a quiet side-street in Georgetown, and a woman in a striped uniform greets me, takes my shoes, and hands me a thin pair of slippers. This is exactly how I imagine Martha Stewart was processed into white-collar prison, so I'm pleased with how celeb this feels, already. My smiling chaperone or sleep-helper or guard Becca then ushers me upstairs into a large open space that contains several vignettes—a little living room! canvas tents! a vodka-laden bar! a silent film projected onto a mattress on the wall!—which all suddenly give me a sort of Vanilla Sky feeling, like I've fallen into a surreal dream state (already!) without really knowing how I got there. Were I on acid, the face-clawing freakout would start right about now. 

Becca gamely points out the many waking activities available to me, including drinking cocktails, eating waffles, obtaining a free screen-printed pillowcase, or sitting in some expensive-looking armchairs drinking coffee. All this awake stuff is probably on offer because it's notoriously tricky to sell someone a mattress if they're truly asleep, but I'm not here to screw around. With Becca trailing behind me, I beeline to a sleeping tent.

We step inside to find a bed and some surfaces decorated in the style of Neutral Pinterest, which is so say some crystals, some air plants, and some books that look very pretty but are actually unreadably boring (Do Less and I Want to Be Calm). I eye the sheets nervously—because I'm a germaphobe with bedbug-related PTSD, getting into this bed is starting to look like it could be a very real psychological challenge. I ask Becca if they change the sheets between visits (yes) and how often she's had to kick people out for having sex in here.

"Hahahaha!" says Becca. She turns red. "I've never seen anything that crazy in here." She quickly hands me the Sleep Menu before I can ask what slightly less crazy things have transpired, then closes the flaps of the tent so that I have all the privacy of a very large hat, which is to say none at all. No one in their right mind could have sex in this tent. I inch closer to the bed. I scan for bedbugs or suspicious lint activity (none) and lay down with the relaxed air of a two-by-four slowly tipping over. My eyes drift over the contents of my tent: a tied bundle of dried lavender on a rustic wooden table, a cluster of purple crystals, a tiny cactus in a glass display case. I try to imagine my tent is pitched in an empty part of the desert outside of Sedona at sunset. Floorboards creak.

The thing about sleeping in a tent is you're not actually separated from the world outside. It's just fabric. The walls are an illusion. The thrill of camping is knowing that all that stands between you and a marauding bear or a swarm of Africanized bees is a pane of taut nylon. And so it's the same at the Snooze Bar—the wild animals outside your sleep tent carry on screen-printing, waffling, cocktailing, photographing, and pour-overing. One could conceivably fall asleep in a Snooze Bar tent with a head injury or massive dose of barbiturates, but otherwise this is Simulated Sleeping. The overall vibe is suggestive of sleep—it has all the trappings of sleep as an enjoyable activity—but Casper goes to great lengths to keep you alert. Mindfully present, if you will.

So instead, I lay there with my little reporter's notebook, fully clothed, peering over my complimentary slippers at the 12-inch gap between the tent flaps through which I catch glimpses of the smiling white women in their pajama tops and the serious-faced white men in their canvas aprons and vests—Casper employees—as they mill around the room. Their eyes dart over to my tent and away again, and I can feel the attention on me, The Sleeper. The dream is closing in around me. I try to focus on my Sleep Menu selection—a projection of space-like animations on the ceiling of the tent. A coffee grinder wails in the wildness outside.

Do I feel like buying a mattress? This one is pretty good, but... no. I don't get a hard sell on a new mattress, either. I ask Becca about the goods ostensibly on display and am told that they're latex and memory foam, but the conversation moves quickly to waffles. And to the guy who, Becca tells me in low, conspiratorial tones, once brought his own sheets just to try out a mattress. We arch our brows to say, "How weird, how totally weird!"

I swing by the stacks of pillowcases for a complimentary screen-printed souvenir from a bearded man in a canvas apron. He fires up the contraption and says he'll meet me by the pour-over station when it's done. "FIVE MORE MINUTES," reads my pillowcase, which is still warm from the press when he lays it in my arms. Now there's a coffee in my hand. Becca and I talk about how badly we want all this leather and beechwood furniture in our own tiny, shared apartments. FIVE MORE MINUTES later and I'm still there in my slippers, but now I'm admiring the matching pajama tops everybody is wearing, and I feel no urgency whatsoever to go anywhere but back into my tent of crystals and lavender to read Do Less.

Photo by Emily Q. Hazzard

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