Reasons to like the Motor City

If you play your radio buttons right (hey, kids, remember radio buttons?), you're never more than about two or three minutes from a traffic report. This core component of local journalism has produced one of my favorite lexical additions of the past year: "gawker delays," or more elegantly "gawkage." The traffic reports rely on a casual matter-of-factness, evidenced in this morning's gem from the U's excellent public station:

696 east before Dequindre, car hood in the center lane ... don't hit that.

Please, Mr. and Mrs. Taxpayer. Help Detroit keep those car hoods coming.