For Angie and Cinda
Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell.
Detroit.
The name comes from “les étroits ” (the narrows), for the river straits that flow between Lake St. Clair and Lake Erie. The city was founded as French wilderness outpost Fort Pontchartrain du Détroit in 1701 by Antoine de la Mothe Cadillac. Memorialized in true Detroit fashion, his coat of arms was used as the logo of the Cadillac automobile. The past as viewed through the lens of the auto industry.
Despite the twentieth-century dominance by manufacturing, Detroit has been many things in its 300-year history. A young settlement in the face of an often hostile western wilderness, it was a frontier town where settlers fought for valuable property along the waterway, the only reliable connection with the cities to the east.
It was a city in dispute. In 1760, during the French-Indian War, the British took control of the region. In 1796, a treaty brought Detroit into the United States. During the War of 1812, Detroit was again captured by the British, and in 1813 it was retaken by the Americans, this time permanently.
Detroit was a Gilded Age boom town. By the late nineteenth century, the city had become a prosperous transportation hub, bolstered by the rise of shipping, shipbuilding, and manufacturing. During this period, Detroit was known as the Paris of the West for its beautiful architecture. In 1896, Henry Ford built his first automobile in a workshop on Mack Avenue, and the city became the birthplace of a transportation revolution which would change the face of Detroit, and America, forever.
It was a bootlegger’s town, where the Purple Gang and their competitors might drive a car filled with Canadian alcohol across the frozen surface of the Detroit River. A prohibition city, where the forbidden liquor flowed so freely that there were those who believed some of the city’s more enterprising gangsters had laid, beneath the dark waters of the river, a pipe that stretched all the way across from Canada to furnish Detroiters with bootleg whiskey on tap.
It was the Motor City, Sugartown, the City of Basements, where a working man or woman from anywhere could find a steady job and the promise of the middle-class American Dream. But the dream always had a dark side.
Factory shifts were long and often dangerous. In 1935, the United Auto Workers was founded, and the union went on to fight a bitter, often bloody battle with General Motors and the notoriously brutal strikebreakers from the Ford Service Department.
During World War II, Detroit was the Arsenal of Democracy, and the auto plants retooled to manufacture munitions, planes, and tanks. Wartime also gave Detroiters a preview of the social strife to come when racial tensions, primarily among black and white migrant workers from the South, exploded into a full-scale riot in 1943.
By the ‘60s, Detroit had become Motown, the city with a pulsing beat where melodies that enchanted the world were born and endured. But this decade also saw the beginning of a long economic decline, and the city was often cited as a symbol of urban blight and “white flight” to the relatively homogenous suburbs across Eight Mile Road. In 1967, racial tensions again boiled over, and 12th Street erupted into riots that spread throughout the city. The rioting lasted five days and killed forty-three people. More than two thousand buildings were destroyed, and the city has never recovered from the exodus of fleeing residents and businesses.
In the economically depressed landscape of the 1970s, it finally became Murder City, where the dreams of industry and the working man collapsed into urban decay, crime, drugs, and desperation, where many would say it languishes to this day. The capital of the rust belt.
Detroit is an old and wounded city, broken into wildly diverse splinters, but it is not dead, for it is possessed of a unique vitality rooted in its complex history and in its hardy people.
Detroit is noir, shadowed and striving, grim and powerful. It is impossible to truly know the city and not respect it. This collection of stories is a rich reflection of Detroit’s dark side, offering a variety of perspectives on both the city and noir style.
Here you will find noir in many forms, embodied by many characters. From a driven detective with a mystery to solve to a working man just trying to make it through another day, from a bemused outsider seeking a thrill to one so deeply inside the city as to see no outside at all. Urban professionals, night watchmen, tarot card readers, waitresses, caretakers, and criminals, all bound together by the city and by a dark dilemma that looms just ahead.
A moment awaits each of them, a moment of truth or violence or epiphany or change. A noir moment.
This is Detroit Noir.
E.J. Olsen & John C. Hocking
Detroit, Michigan
August 2007