I've lived around Detroit ever since I was a year old but my parents never really had the desire to take me there. They probably thought the possible things I could learn there were outweighed by the possible danger that our family could be in. That's usually how people view Detroit: a dying city where murderers, robbers, druggies, and decaying buildings surround a small oasis that is downtown. Of course, there's also the optimistic crowd that thinks Detroit is hip, the new cool, a blank canvas, and full of awesome opportunities. In reality, it's not really either of those. In the last four years, I've had a few chances to begin learning about Detroit from the inside: Playing at the Detroit International Jazz Festival for three years with the high school jazz band, taking a couple tours, driving around myself, and reading lots of books. One major thing I did was to take a college course that had "real, live," big-name speakers from old and new Detroit share their experiences with us every week and normal residents of the city could sit in and offer their opinions too. I don't plan to ever stop learning about the city and at no point will ever I say that I know "enough" about it.