Is our suffering really that much greater? For decades now our city has struggled, constantly on what people nationwide like to intermittently call the brink of destruction, yet somehow we survive. Year after year, we survive. Our spirits are metal tempered in flame, and we love our city. We love our city, but are also realistic about it (ambivalence is perhaps the best way to describe our relationship with our city).

— Detroit vs. New Orleans

I suppose I just like this whole piece.

One thing I’ve always harped on the greatness that is Detroit is its unique and untamed spirit—how it is a blank slate, an empty canvas on which anyone can create anything. How Detroiters have passion and feeling, how we produce and create just as well if not better than anyone else because we do it out of love and need (because Lord knows we’re not doing it for the money).

— Detroit vs. New Orleans

I think this is true about a lot of michigan, not just detroit.