Tuesday, April 17, 2007

floyd hunter

I'm reading Floyd Hunter's classic Community Power Structures. It was published in 1953, and it's about Atlanta, but it's amazing how accurately it describes Kansas City today.

From the book, here is my current Rosetta Stone:
FIRST RATE: Industrial, commercial, financial owners and top executives of large enterprises.

SECOND RATE: Operations officials, bank vice-presidents, public-relations men, small businessmen (owners), top ranking public officials, corporation attorneys, contractors.

THIRD RATE: Civic organization personnel, civic agency board personnel, newspaper columnists, petty public officials, selected organization executives.

FOURTH RATE; Professionals such as ministers, teachers, social workers, personnel directors, and such persons as small business managers, higher paid accountants, and the like.

This is a hypothetical hierarchy of power, obviously. It seems harsh and unfair, I know; and it's certainly arguable. But it's amazing how much things make sense once you understand the order and accept it. Frankly, it's liberating. Knowing the lay of the land, as it were, promising possibilities can suddenly seem possible and promising.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

new blogs

I got some new blogs in my RSS feed. Here they are in no particular order:

  • toellner tells it

  • the kansas city post

  • kc dog blog

  • blue girl, red state

  • the flogging of america

  • hey cameraman

  • well hell michelle


  • Checkum out.

    more good news

    I'm kind of into the good news thing lately. I think it might be because I'm about to become a government flak.

    At any rate, I got all inspired watching a rerun on 60 Minutes tonight about a liberal arts degree program at a maximum security prison. It's offered by Bard, a high-dollar East Coast school.

    I see things like this and I think solutions are so simple. Seems to me we've got everything we need in this country to do what's right. Maybe the reason we don't do it very often is so it'll be news when we do.

    Friday, April 13, 2007

    the joe miller foundation

    After watching Frontline/World this week, I hopped on the Kiva webvsite intending to spend $100. But my donations kept not showing up on my portfolio page, so I kept resubmitting, so I wound up actually donating $175. A good thing, probably.

    So it is my distinct honor to introduce you to the recipients of my initial foray into venture capitalism:

    Novrasta Tagiyeva, Azerbaijan

    Jocqueson Alexi, Haiti

    Previlus Adeline, Haiti

    Philoude, Haiti

    Rosenie Louis, Haiti

    Alejandrina Contreras, Honduras

    John kipkoech Tallam, Kenya

    I can see myself doing this often. I'd like to have a monthly allotment for this sort of thing. And I think it's very doable.

    scary doggy

    Allie and I have become big fans of KC Dog Blog, because we love doggies. But recently the site has taken a particularly profound turn, with a series of posts called Fear Mongering in America.

    From Part 2:
    "We often worry about things that … are not very dangerous, but which seem it. And the reason they seem it is because of … the media who show images and tell stories about terrible, terrible things that happen," said Stephen Dubner, author of the excellent book Freakonomics. "People see those things and they think that they are the norm, and in fact, they are a great exception."

    Dubner goes on to explain how "child resistant packaging, flame retardent pajamas, drawstrings on clothing, children dying from the impact of airbags, side airbags in cars" to name a few "and in fact, the loss of life in each of these is very, very small. But as a marketing tactic, it's an extremely powerful effect."

    Also see Part 1.

    Wednesday, April 11, 2007

    best books for youngins

    CROSS-X has been nominated for consideration by the Best Books for Young Adults 2008 committee of YALSA (the Young Adult Library Services Association, which, in turn is part of the American Library Association).

    That's tight.

    Isn't that what they're saying these days? Tight?

    Tuesday, April 10, 2007

    good tv

    It's not often I watch a news program and actually feel happy at the end. Tonight Allie and I caught the tail end of Frontline/World, which is always a favorite. Fortunately, we missed the segment on the war in Afghanistan and went right into a piece on a person-to-person microloan program.

    Absolutely amazing. Middle class folks in the U.S. can type their credit card number into a website and give a $100 or $500 or $50 or whatever-dollar loan to someone in Uganda or some such place. And on the other side of the ocean, people are able to buy stuff that helps them make a living, like tools and stoves. And the lenders can track the actual businesses they support. Like, you can e-mail them and stuff.

    One of the lenders, who started off with something like $100, said:
    There’s something about the tangibility of this compared to a straight donation. I’m helping to buy a bicycle or a chicken farm or a taxi, and I’m helping to expand something that already exists. That to me felt like -- if I don’t get my money back, great, it’s a donation. But if I do, I can reloan the money to someone else. And I can actually feel like a little Bill Gates Foundation or Rockefeller Foundation in my own way.

    Allie and I were so inspired we grabbed our laptops and Googled the company. But apparently a bunch of other people got the same idea, because the website is down.

    This is a good thing, I think -- the website overload, that is. Just so long as the other Googlers out there are motivated to keep trying, like Allie and I are. We're damn sure going to make a loan or two.

    the fiddler

    I think my uncle would find this interesting.
    IF A GREAT MUSICIAN PLAYS GREAT MUSIC BUT NO ONE HEARS . . . WAS HE REALLY ANY GOOD?

    It's an old epistemological debate, older, actually, than the koan about the tree in the forest. Plato weighed in on it, and philosophers for two millennia afterward: What is beauty? Is it a measurable fact (Gottfried Leibniz), or merely an opinion (David Hume), or is it a little of each, colored by the immediate state of mind of the observer (Immanuel Kant)?

    Good questions. Kinda leaning toward Kant.

    cool stuff

    I've run across a few exciting things lately.

    Like, there's a couple people who live on KC's Eastside who've started this project called viable third. From their manifesto:
    1. I will choose to only spend my money in kcmo's third council district.

    2. I will keep track of what purchases i make that are within and outside of the third on viablethird.com

    For those who don't know, the 3rd District is one of the poorest areas of the city. It could use all kinds of economic revitalization. I'm just thrilled these folks have decided to step up and take a stand.

    And that's not all they're doing. One of the project's backers, airick leonard west is into all kinds of creative things.

    Then, just a couple of minutes ago, I came across a story about Philadelphia trying to lure artists from NYC. This seems like something KC could totally do. I know there are lots of people out there who would love own a whole lot of house for the price of rent on a dinky Manhattan apartment. Or Seattle, for that matter. Hell, you could probably buy ten three-story houses in the Northeast for the price of a 1,000SF condo in them places.

    And the art ... scene ... here ... ain't ... bad.

    Sunday, April 08, 2007

    fame

    Guy Fieri, of Food Network fame, spent some time this week with some of my Indiana kin.

    Here's the lede from the story in today's Elkhart Truth:
    GOSHEN -- Guy Fieri tried a forkful of Carol Miller's peanut butter pie.

    He was elated, to use a $5 word.

    But he doesn't use $5 words.

    The Food Network star said, "I just had the peanut butter pie. It was out of bounds, man. I don't like sweets, but that pie was smokin'."

    The Carol Miller in question is none other than my grandma.

    He was in Goshen filming a segment for his show, Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, which premieres later this month.

    Grandma's reaction?
    "I think he likes pie," Mrs. Miller said.

    It's all very exciting.

    Still, I'm a little disturbed. I don't recall ever eating this pie. What gives, Grams? Is it my fault for missing out? Or have you been saving it for a moment of fame?

    puppy update

    I must apologize. It's come to my attention that I've been derelict in my duties. A number of loyal readers (i.e. my mom and aunt) told me recently that they were worried sick about Sadie, the little puppy I almost killed while trying to save. Well, I'm happy to report that she's settling into her new home this weekend. From an e-mail from her new parents:
    Everything is going really well. We've got her all set up with a crate and toys. She seems to like her crate and keeps her toys inside of it. Thank you so much for taking such good care of her. We've already got some great training resources and my husband is enjoying working with her. We haven't even had 1 accident (yet!).

    So there you have. A happily-ever-after finale.

    Saturday, March 31, 2007

    puppy power




    Allie and I are trying to find a home for yet another fur orphan. Her name's Sadie. She's a puppy.

    Last week we were walking our beasts when a car pulled to a stop beside us. The driver leaned out the window and asked if we'd like a puppy. If not, the driver said, she was going to take it to the park up the road and leave it there.

    Not much deliberation on that one, as you might well imagine. In an instant Allie was leading an awkward, big-pawed mutt on a little leash.

    Of course the first challenge was negotiating the whole arrangement with Gobo, our biter. I, being a complete and total idiot, decided that the best plan was to have the dogs meet right there on the sidewalk.

    Bad move. because as soon as our canine demon got within striking range he had his fangy jaw clamped around the puppy's neck. I had to kick and punch him with all my might to keep him from killing her. As I rushed home to lock Gobo up and get the car for a trip to the emergency vet I heard the poor little thing squeeling with terror as it quivered in Allie's lap.

    But there was no damage, thank god, and a friend of ours agreed to take her in until we found a home. And today we went all over town hanging up fliers and showing the floppy little scrub off.

    Which woulda been great were it not March and unusually windy. I can't hardly breathe for all the polen. Why does the most highly anticipated time of year have to be accompanied by misery?

    But I digress. Puppy power! If you want some, drop me a line.

    Friday, March 30, 2007

    king maker

    The true force behind Funkhouser's miraculous win is revealed:



    Thanks Laz. You rock!

    blouse

    On the day after, I was feeling all happy and sleep deprived. I wanted to spend money, so Allie and I made our way down Ward Parkway to the nearest mall. I bought a pair of Crocs, but I still wasn't satisfied, so I turned to Allie and said, "Baby, I wanna buy you a blouse."

    So we went to Nordstroms and she got a real pretty one.

    Then yesterday I heard her talking about it on the phone to one of her friends. I heard her say, "I don't know where he heard of blouses."

    And I looked at her like, Huh?

    Turns out it wasn't a blouse I'd bought her. It was a shirt.

    I said, "But I thought a blouse was a woman's shirt."

    She shook her head. I was wrong.

    Wednesday, March 28, 2007

    victory

    My picture is on the front page of The Kansas City Star today. I'm off to the right of Mark Funkhouser and I look like a banshee on ecstasy.

    We won!

    Barely.

    After I lit my cigar, I wrapped my arm around Jeff Simon, the campaign committee chair, and said, "I can't believe it."

    It seems like six years ago when I first met Jeff in Funk's dining room last November. I went to the meeting not sure what to expect. I'd gotten an e-mail from Mark saying he was running for mayor and he wanted my help. I thought it might be fun, but I didn't think we'd have a chance.

    But then Mark leaned across the table, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm going to win this thing."

    And I instantly believed him.

    I'd like to say I believed we were going to win all along. And were it not for the frequent moments of extreme anxiety along the way I'd say that's true. There was just something supernatural about this campaign; there were too many perfect accidents and coincidences. And the buzz and enthusiasm around the campaign was so intense that I felt certain right up until the Jackson County results started coming in that we would win in a landslide.

    Now that it's the day after it's dawning on me how close we were to losing it, how Brooks really could've crushed us if he'd done just a few things differently. If the mayor hadn't freaked out and made our main issue front-page news. If...

    Right before Allie and I left the Beaumont Club last night Funk leaned over and shouted in my ear, "It's like a movie."

    Damn straight. We pulled off a damned big Frank-Capra-style upset.

    Tuesday, March 27, 2007

    take us to funky town!



    The above video was made by a local artist who was so inspired by Funk's campaign he made a portable house out of yard signs and took pictures of it all over the city.

    It's stuff like that that's made this campaign positively awesome.

    So click play, let the funky beat send you dancing to the polls, and pass it on to a few friends.

    Today is the one day when we have the power to bring about a change.

    VOTE FUNK!

    Monday, March 26, 2007

    finalist

    Cross-X has been named a finalist for the William Rockhill Nelson Award in nonfiction. Winners will be announced in may.

    Sunday, March 25, 2007

    sign, sign, everywhere a sign

    Mark's been raising pretty good money, but not enough to conduct polls. So we've had to rely on polls leaked to the media by others. And counting yard signs as we drive around town.

    On the latter, we appear to be winning. But it get's weird sometimes.

    Like, as I was driving to the Brookside St. Patrick's Day Parade a few weeks ago, toodling down Ward Parkway (this city's mansion row), I noticed one giant Funkhouser sign after another, compared to a mere two for Brooks. It was one of those moments when I felt in my gut that we'd win this thing. I thought, If these rich folks are coming out this strong for Mark, we're looking good.

    Then, a week or so later, Allie and I were driving down Ward Parkway and we saw tons and tons of Brooks signs. And, oddly, some of the big Funkhouser signs had disappeared. It was one of those moments when I thought we might lose.

    Allie was instantly suspicious. She thought Brooks supporters might have planted them without permission. I had a hard time buying this, though. I figured the wealthy elite would never stand for such tactics.

    But yesterday we drove down Ward Parkway again. This time almost all the Brooks signs were gone. The same couple big signs I'd seen on that first day were still there. But the littler signs that had been so abundant a week earlier were now few and far between. Indeed, the ones I saw were in two yards: One of an empty house with a for sale sign out front; the other a house under construction. Oh, and there was another one snug up against a bush, hidden from view of the nearby house.

    At home later last night night, I got a call from Gloria, Mark's wife, asking me to write a campaign press release about yard signs.

    And here it is:
    Statement on Stolen and Illegally Placed Yard Signs

    It has recently come to our attention that yard signs – many of them the large four-foot-by-eight-foot variety – have been stolen from the front lawns of our supporters along Ward Parkway and Brookside. At the same time, our signs have been illegally planted on public property in the Northland. The Funkhouser campaign team does not condone, nor participate in, the placement of signs on public land.

    Thursday, March 22, 2007

    politics

    I've never worked so freaking hard in my entire life.

    But it's good.

    And, BTW. All those things I've written about the mayor. I take them back. I love her. Really! I love her!!

    Thank you Kay!!

    From the bottom of my heart.

    Thank you.

    Sunday, March 18, 2007

    first planting

    I planted four 12-foot rows of peas today.

    Every spring feels like Genesis all over again.

    Glory be.

    Saturday, March 17, 2007

    dee williams

    I put a Dee Williams sign in my yard the other day. She's running for 3rd District, at large.

    I voted for her opponent, Melba Curls, in the primary, mainly on name recognition. And I like Melba. She went to Central High, and I've interviewed her about her experience being one of the first black students there after Brown v. Board. And she's always been supportive and accessible when I've raised issues about various bureaucrats trying to hold the Central debate squad back. I'd be very happy to have Ms. Curls serve on City Council.

    But now that I've been to a few forums, I've decided to vote for Dee Williams.

    Judging from her responses to questions at forums, she seems to have studied City Hall more closely than just about any other candidate. I'm impressed that her home page offers links to very good studies/plans on light rail, housing, infrastructure and TIF. I'm pleased to see that she's backing these.

    And I like her experience:
    • 30 years of promoting community and economic development

    • Developed the City’s Minor Home Repair and Barrier Removal grant programs, designed to construct modifications that make the home more accessible.

    • Developed the City’s New Construction program, which is responsible for new housing and new sub-divisions in underdeveloped neighborhoods

    • Advisor and consultant to neighborhood groups in redevelopment planning

    • Appointed by the Mayor as director of the “troubled” Kansas City Housing Authority

    • Appointed by the city manager to manage the City’s failed housing agency

    • Assisted in the development of downtown Quality Hill, Westside Housing, Northeast, Renaissance and Citadel developments.

    • Former YMCA and Credit Union Board member

    • Member of the Women’s Political Caucus

    • Member of the Citizens Association

    • Member of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, N.A.A.C.P., and National Association of Housing and Redevelopment Officials


    Plus, I like, quite frankly, that she's not endorsed by Freedom, Inc. (Even though they're backing Sharon Sanders Brooks, who I would've ordinarily thought of as a Freedom outsider; and who probably only got the nod from the group because her opponent has a fraud indictment). I have a sense that Dee Williams has the courage to stand up to the insiders, and represent regular folks like me.

    (And she also went to Central!)

    Friday, March 16, 2007

    parade queen

    Last weekend I went to the Brookside St. Paddy's Day Parade. Allie was in it. She rode in a convertable with our friend Deb, who is trying to get a dog park opened in her neighborhood.

    Midway through the parade, I was standing at 63rd and Brookside when I saw them go by. Allie was sitting up on the car, smiling and waving to the crowd. And I just thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. And I thought, out of all of these people, and all the other people on earth, she's chosen me to be her husband.

    Good feeling.

    Been having that feeling a lot lately. I don't know if it's a newlywed thing, but Allie looks more beautiful to me now than she ever has.

    Wednesday, March 14, 2007

    big bad beth

    I think Tony is wrong.

    Bether Gottstein doesn't look like her. Or her.

    No. She's a dead wringer for her. (Ok. Hair not quite as good.)

    Anyway, at the end of tonight's candidate forum in South KC, during the closing statement, Beth worked in a slam on her opponent, Doug Gamble. One minute she was laying out the usual platitudes, when all of a sudden she said, completely off subject, "You know, you learn a lot of things when you run for office. When I began, I never would've expected that my opponent got a $68 million TIF for a hotel on the Plaza."

    Something like that. Anyway, t was so awkward, weird and nasty, that the audience groaned.

    Afterward, I heard a number of people saying it was such a gross distortion of the truth that it's pretty much a lie. In reality, from what I understand, Gamble owns 5 percent interest in a property that could get a TIF.

    Who knows?

    But still. Even if it were true, it backfired.

    Tuesday, March 13, 2007

    council candidates

    I went to a candidate forum tonight at UMKC and finally got to hear some City Council candidates speak. The local media does a good job covering the mayor's race, but not so much the various races for city council. It's understandable; there's just so damn many of them. But still. How we gonna know who to vote for?

    Go to forums.

    Based on a handful of two-minute responses, my picks are:

    4th District, at large - Doug Gamble
    He nailed it on a question about economic development on the east side.

    3rd District, at large - Dee Williams
    This is based solely on the fact that she's NOT endorsed by Freedom, Inc., and because she's friends with some folks I trust and respect deeply. Her answers about TIF were on point, and she seemed really sincere in her desire to do good.

    5th District, at large - Michael Brooks
    Hed also had the right answers about development on the east side. He showed he really understood how the game is rigged, and what needs to be done to make it fair. And he had this really cool leader air about him. I instantly felt confidence in him.

    6th District, at large - Cathy Jolly
    Duh. Everybody's going to vote for her.

    And, if this were a perfect world, and dreams could come true, Michael Porter would crush Terry Riley in the general. Porter seems like a regular guy, not an arrogent, bald, sexist asshole who think's he's going to be mayor pro tem, but is going to have a rude awakening on March 27.

    The sad thing is, I have a hunch none of these folks will win, except for Cathy Jolly.

    Oh well. What can you do?

    All of you. All 50 or so of you who read this and are registered to vote in KC. VOte for the people I listged above. You can trust me. They're aight.

    Friday, March 09, 2007

    campaigning

    Today was a day to remember.

    A little before noon, I got a call from a reporter saying that four of Mark's opponents in the primary -- Albert Reiderer, John Fairfield, Chuck Eddy and Henry Klein -- endorsed Alvin Brooks in the general. At their press conference, Eddy and Fairfield said that Mark is a loner who can't build consensus, that no one likes him, and that you can't learn government from a book.

    The reporter wanted to know if Mark would be available for an on-camera interview that afternoon, to respond. I said yes, and booked it for 1:30.

    I promptly told the other folks working the campaign. One of our team said, "We need to get as many folks down here as we can, to stand behind Mark."

    So we got to it.

    We sent out an e-mail to our supporters list. I put together a press release. And we just started pounding the phones.

    Soon we had a huge crowd of people gathered outside the headquarters. A lot of them were wearing the bright-orange campaign shirt. Some were holding up yard signs and hand-written signs reading, "WE WANT THE FUNK!" A couple people even brough dogs, who they dressed up with orange bandanas with "Go Funk!" written on them.

    As the press began to arrive, it suddenly occurred to me that our official campaign page has a link to a video of members of the City Council praising Mark for his 18 years of service to City Hall. They were voting on a resolution honoring him, which was sponsored by ... Chuck Eddy.

    And, wouldn't you know, the video also has Fairfield saying that Mark had done an amazing job, and that they should play chess some day.

    So I whispered that in all the reporters' ears, and promised to send them links later.

    So the whole thing goes off great. The energy was incredible. Later one of our team said, "That was like a Frank Capra moment."

    A little later I'm in the office and I see this hand-written note from Albert Riederer congratulating Mark making it out of the primary and saying how he hopes they'll work together in the future.

    And, I come to find out, Riederer has an appoint scheduled with Mark for 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

    Of course, he didn't show. It's obvious he never planned to attend. (More about Riederer tomorrow.)

    Ah. Kansas City politics.

    P.S. Check out the coverage on Channel 41 and Channel 9

    Sunday, March 04, 2007

    tif b.s.

    Finally, finally, finally.

    FINALLY

    The Kansas City Star has finally called Mayor Kay Barnes on her bullshit about tax-increment financing.

    (You may recall I wrote about this scam a while back.)

    Herroner Barnes's stock answer to questions about this program run amuck has been that it benefit the city because it brings in more money. Kind of like investments.

    But she has never offered any proof. She's just said it. And the Star has quoted her, and left it at that.

    So today -- finally, finally, finally -- they gave us some facts. And whaddaya know? They refute Condo Kay.

    From today's article:
    City officials said the 54 current TIF projects have accrued significant benefits to the city — which is why the incentives were approved. But they haven’t been able to fully quantify the financial benefits versus the costs.

    And...
    Budget analysts estimate the city will reimburse $79 million to developers in the budget year beginning May 1, up from $47 million this year. Nearly two thirds of the estimated increase will be related to the IRS complex and downtown entertainment district.

    And...
    The budget calls for redirecting nearly $17.6 million in sales tax to developers next year, while overall sales tax collections are only expected to go up about $10 million

    And...
    The 3/8-cent ATA sales tax collections (this pays for bus service for poor people)are expected to increase by $737,500, but transfers of that tax to TIF developers are expected to go up by $1.1 million, for a net loss

    And...
    Some projects provide little new revenue for basic services. This is because workers and revenues are moving from a building that was not part of a TIF district to a TIF development. In these instances, the taxes that previously went for general municipal services are now directed specifically to the development.

    The IRS center, for example, is moving workers from several non-TIF buildings in Kansas City to a TIF building downtown. The project is also attracting new workers from Kansas, but the earnings tax revenues from those workers will be directed into the project and not to city coffers.

    Meantime, the city's economic development efforts in the rat market have been an unbridled success, with tens of thousands of the disease ridden, infant-biting vermin breading and thriving in Barnes's era of no money for rodent extermination.

    Friday, March 02, 2007

    barnes has been a boon for rats

    I've got a free trial subscription to this new pay-per-view blog the Star has started. And earlier today I read a sneak preview of a column there by Mayor Kay Barnes. It's supposed to go in the paper. Maybe Sunday. But the column appears to be offline now.

    Anyway, the column is as you might expect. She says Kansas Citians have to be careful in choosing the next mayor to ensure that we continue on all the great progress the city has made over the last eight years.

    I'm not sure why they took it down, but I have a hunch it's because she wanted to add something about rats.

    See, when Barnes was putting the finishing touches on her propaganda, 150 everyday Kansas Citians gathered at City Hall to talk about the kind of progress they'd like to see in Kansas City.

    Highlights:
    Gunshots ricocheting through neighborhoods, roaming pit bulls, crumbling tennis courts, negligent landlords and ill-prepared students were on the minds of many. Some of the most poignant comments came from residents pleading for more rodent control in the wake of a rat chewing off the nose and part of the lip of an infant this week.

    That's right.

    In this 21st Century American city, a rat chewed the nose and lip off of an infant's face.

    What the article doesn't mention, but was reported in the Star earlier this week, is that under Mayor Barnes's administration the City recently slashed rat extermination from its budget. Quote:
    The city funded a rat-control unit in the late 1990s and early this decade but closed the unit for about three years because of budget cuts


    Ah yes. Progress.

    A tenant-less arena. An in-the-red entertainment district downtown. A $30-million increase in tax kickbacks to well-connected developers who build projects in the richest parts of the city.

    And life has never been better for rats.

    Way to go, Kay.

    Wednesday, February 28, 2007

    attacked by robots

    I wanted to post today. Of course I wanted to post, what with the good news.

    But when I went to post I found a message saying my site had been shut down by anti-spam robots.

    But I eventually beat them back by deciphering a secret code. And now I'm back. For better or worse.

    I guess I need to buy this:

    Monday, February 26, 2007

    kcur forum 12

    bla bla bla

    Can we just vote already?

    kcur forum 11

    One more thought on Shields's shift from crime to global warming. Is it because she has Al Gore envy? Or is it because she's an alleged criminal? You know, indicted and all.

    kcur forum 10

    So Klein steps in and says, "When are we going to talk about crime? We're the 16th most dangerous city in the nation."

    So Kraske obliges, turns the question to Katheryn Shields, who talks about...

    Global Warming.

    kcur forum 9

    Am I asleep?












    (When are they going to start fighting again?)

    kcur forum 8

    Is Al Brooks asleep?

    kcur forum 7

    "Becky, this is henry Klein and you can't do that. Becky. This is Henry Klein again."

    kcur forum 6

    Sheeeeeeet. Did Glazer just endorse Funk? He even called for a round of applause for him.

    kcur forum 5

    Katheryn Shields has a lone applauder in the front row. Sounds all nice and loud in this cavernous auditorium. Probably plays good on radio.

    kcur forum 4

    SO while they're talking about education, about all the stuff they'll do about the KC school district, not once mentioning that the best way to help is to cut back on the tax incentives to developers that are robbing schools blind, allow me a moment to talk about this wonderful building we're gathered in. This forum is in the auditorium at the Liberty Memorial WWI Museum, which is sumptuous in the extreme -- brand new velvety red chairs, smooth hardwood walls, automatic soap dispensers in the bathroom. As Borat would says, very nice.

    Wonder who paid for it.

    kcur forum 3

    This is great. I can't even keep up with it. Kraske went right for the juggler on the negative campaign crap and all these usually stiff pols started dishing out the punches. Riederer took it straight at Nace, who everyone knows is behind it. Then Klein turned to her and called her out. Then Funk. Then even Eddy told about the automated message he got from Nace herself caling, absurdly, for an end to robo calls.

    I wish I could type faster. It was one of the best KC media moments I've ever seen.

    kcur forum

    So Kraske goes right into the tough question, about these phony negative robo calls I wrote about this morning. And Riederer steps up and nails it, openly accusing Nace and Brooks of being behind them.

    And so Kraske turns it to Nace, asks her point blank if she's behind the calls. And she says No! And she goes on to say that there were negative calls against her. But to my knowledge, there were no such calls. Haven't heard about any calls against her. Haven't heard about any negative postcards against her.

    Dare I say the L-word?

    kcur forum

    I'm at this mayoral forum hosted by KCUR. They wanted bloggers to come and cover the thing live, so here I am, a completely biased reporter. Don't see many other laptops here. I might be the only one covering it. Never done one of these live boggerage things. My only fear is coming off too snarky. Usually at least three of the candidates at these things say something exceedingly stupid. So here's hoping I can bite my tongue, er, typing fingers.

    robo calls

    Yesterday KC voters received automated calls that were ostensibly made on behalf of the Mark Funkhouser campaign. We didn't have anything to do with them. In fact, we steadfastly agreed early on not to use them because they're totally annoying. So someone else did them, I guess to make Mark seem annoying while saying "Albert Riederer" and "negative" over and over. Kind of a two-birds-with-one-stone thing.

    Here's the message:



    Note the line, "There should be laws against this..." And then listen to this, from Becky Nace:



    Hmm. So within hours of an annoying automated call saying there ought to be a law, Nace delivers her own automated call claiming she's the one who'll ban them.

    Am I the only one who sees layers upon layers of absurdness here?

    Sunday, February 25, 2007

    commercial

    Saturday, February 24, 2007

    pix

    We came home with more than 500 photos. They're all online now. I've arranged them into a few photosets.


    Monkey business (In which wild monkeys get very, very close to the newlyweds).


    Pretty flowers.


    The happy couple.


    Los perros de Costa Rica.


    Honeymoon sunsets.

    hugo chavez

    Before traveling south, I was pretty much pro Hugo Chavez, though I didn't know much about him. My thought was, If poor folks like him, he must be good. Plus, I gotta admit, I got a kick out of his strident speech at the UN.

    But in Costa Rica I got to talking about him with a Canadian ex-pat who owned one of the places we stayed at. He and his wife hate him. They say he's insane, that he wants to be a dictator and that someone needs to put a bullet in his head. That same day, as it happens, Chavez closed a Venezuelan-owned factory in small town on the C.R. coast, stripping 400 people of their jobs, apparently in political retaliation for President Oscar Arias's recent criticism of Chavez.

    These were the first blows to my respect for Chavez. Arias is a Nobel Peace Prize winner, and he's leading an international effort to limit arms trade. He also pushed unsuccessfully to transform Central America into the world's first de-militarized region. It didn't work out, but he did persuade Panama to get rid of its military in 1994.

    I still have a fair amount to learn about Arias, but at first glance he seems my kind of guy. So if Chavez is taking petty vengeance against him and his nice country, I'm naturally going to be suspicious.

    So I come home and pend an afternoon researching him, trying to find trustworthy reports. And I can't make heads or tails of it until I come across a study by the International Crisis Group. They seem an honorable, trustworthy group, and their report is damning.

    While Chavez appears to have some well-intentioned plans, it looks as though his economic strategy is suicidal and, worst of all, he's consolidating pretty much all of the government under his direct control, he's using extra-constitutional military groups to intimidate the opposition and silencing his critics (even going so far as to shut down one of the country's oldest TV networks).

    So consider me an anti-chavizta hence forth. No me gusta.

    Tuesday, February 20, 2007

    el borat

    I have become the American version of Borat here in Costa Rica. Everywhere I go I speak Spanish in a naive but earnest accent and my sentences are littered with bad grammar that's kind of cute. Instead of very nice! I'm constantly saying muy bien! I've even taken to flashing the thumbs up when I'm happy about something.

    On our first day here in Quepos I went to the farmacia to find something for my big toe, which I banged up pretty good when I slipped in the spa at Tabacon (tore part of my toe nail off). I went up to the counter asked asked the woman, Do you know something about the sick fingers? And I lifted my foot for her to see the mangled toe.

    But so far I haven't gotten anyone to admit that they wish slavery were still legal. I guess it's not that kind of country.

    cohiba

    I smoked a great big Cuban cigar last night by the pool. Fantastic.

    It's so strange that the best cigars in the world come from Cuba because they seem such a capitalistic indulgance.

    Fortunately Allie talked me out of buying a bunch to bring home. For now cigar smoking will remain a habit only in the tropics.

    Sunday, February 18, 2007

    manuel antonio

    Now on the Pacific Coast. In the place where there are ¨more monkeys than humans¨¨ -- though I haven´t yet seen a monkey.

    I did see dolphins. Lots of them. Up close. Plus flying fish. And I mean flying. Like, they fly like little birds for great distances across the water. And we saw manrays jump. And I snorkeled and fish bit at my fingers. Bright-colored fish. This was on a sunset sail.

    All has not been perfect. I lost a bag with my iPod and some over-priced Cuban cigars and, worst of all, a chip with a couple of hundred pictures (including those of Allie and I covered in chocolate). But there´s still hope of reclaiming it, I left it on my chartered bus.

    Too much to report, really. We´re in a funky little town called Quepos. Last night we ate in a restaurant made out of a plane that was part of the Iran-Contra scandal. We spent time on the beach, of course. Tomorrow we meet monkeys and sloths on some sort of jungle cable sliding adventure.

    (BTW, I´ve caught a little of the news back home. I think it was Glorioso and Riederer. At any rate, it totally backfired, and paid off for us. Go funk!)

    Thursday, February 15, 2007

    tabacon

    All's well. The first two days have been in Tabacon, the most luxious resort we've ever been to. We have the honeymoon suite, with private outdoor jacuzzi and patio. The resort has rivers of hot mineral water you can soak in, plus a waterfall of hot water you can stand under. We've had massages, and we've been covered in chocolate. Last night we ate a delicious dinner.


    There are lots of bright-colored flowers.

    Tomorrow we will be on the beach.

    That's enough internets for now.

    Sunday, February 11, 2007

    bride

    after party

    a new man

    I'm married now.

    The wedding was great. As predicted, I can't remember much of it -- and I didn't even drink. But a number of people told me it was great. Some even said it was the best wedding they ever attended. Add my voice to that chorus.












    p.s. I changed "fiancée" over to the right over there to "wife." Allie's come a long way since "woman," hasn't she?

    Saturday, February 10, 2007

    wedding preception



    We had a meet and greet last night at Waldo Pizza, for the out-of-town folks. It was fun. Click picture above for slideshow.

    Tonight I get married. In a new suit.

    Thursday, February 08, 2007

    endorsements

    Check out what Funk's opponents have to say about him:

    Monday, February 05, 2007

    winding down

    I'm supposed to be out of campaign mode, but I had to see the whole poodle scheme through. It paid off: The Maria video was picked up nationally on Salon.com and onegoodmove.

    And, best of all, all this was newsy enough to get the Star to mention it on their blog, along with a link to the official campaign site, which has many more substantive videos waiting. The hit count's been going up.

    And best of best of all, this is in addition to news that came out yesterday that our candidate is firmly in place to clear the 12-candidate primary and into the general election -- due, I suppose, to the hip campaign we've been running.

    So now it's time to get married and go to Costa Rica.

    Sunday, February 04, 2007

    on the campaign trail

    I'm rapping up the last of my duties on the Mark Funkhouser for Mayor campaign before going full-time into wedding mode. I'm pretty pleased with the latest most recent stuff we've done. Check it out:

    And on the more serious side:

    Saturday, February 03, 2007

    bloggy buzz

    I been working on Mark Funkhouser's campaign, mostly on the media side, and it's been going pretty good. Part of my job is to maintain the website. There's a page on there with links to all the articles and blog entries I can find that mention Mark. As you can see, it's getting pretty long. I think the blog entries are particularly cool, because they indicate what the Average Allie is thinking. (Plus, he's gotten several straight-up endorsements in the blogosphere).

    Well, being a tad competitive, I decided to see how many blog mentions his competitors have gotten.

    Let me start with a caveat: This survey isn't scientific, and I won't pretend to be totally thorough. What I did was a blog search on each candidate's name in Google. Below you'll find links where each one has been mentioned. I decided to leave out the big overview entries like Can't get this sozen in a box and The Candidates and Who's the Grinchiest?. I've also taken all the entries that mention Funk alond with other candidates and moved them fully into Funk's column -- for one because, obviously, I'm biased toward him and, two, because, quite frankly, the entries are mostly positive about Funk and negative about the others. I also left out KC Buzz Blog, because they've done too damn many entries on the mayor's race, and because they aren't necessarily just regular folks blogging for fun.

    Anyhoo, here goes...

    Alvin Brooks
    KC Mayor's Race - Alvin Brooks -- Alvin Brooks

    Chuck Eddy
    A cuppa Kansas City whine -- Chuck "We Need Bridges" Eddy -- People of KC Support Cancer Instead of Chuck Eddy

    Janice Ellis
    Tell Me Lies -- Janice Ellis -- Janice Ellis Sees Stars

    John Fairfield
    John Fairfield and His Friends -- TIF abuse reaches new heights in Briarcliff -- John Fairfield

    Jim Glover
    Another NPH First

    Stanford Glazer
    Mike "Corporate Hack" Hendricks wants to play the nickname game -- How Difficult is It?

    Henry Klein
    Klein Getting Desperate...Already? -- Mike "Corporate Hack" Hendricks wants to play the nickname game

    Becky Nace
    Just Say NO to Becky Nace -- The Backs Some Candidates Ride to be Mayor -- Becky Bartle? -- Let's not be nice to Becky Nace . . . In fact, she deserves a lot of bashing -- Can Kansas City Afford the Becky Nace Administration? -- Better Play Nace -- Becky Nace -- Deb Hermann and Becky Nace are less trustworthy than hookers

    Katheryn Shields
    Unethical Appraisal Gets You 20 -- Katheryn Shields Indicted!!! -- Boom -- Katheryn "I will be Mayor" Shields -- Irony in Motion -- Shields, interrupted -- Bitch better have my money: Where is my $19 Million?

    Albert Riederer
    Hey! Hey! Hey! Its finally Albert!! -- Riederer joins the mayoral pack

    And then there's Funk:
    (I didn't add links because Blogger is freaking out. Here's the news page.)
    Penguin Hunting: The High Cost of Failure
    Hip to the Funk?
    Can Cauthen survive without Kay?
    Brookside Forum Results
    A Captive TIF Audit
    Barnes is so KATTY
    Funk TV
    Transportation Issues
    Klein and Funkhouser Push Ideas
    Mayoral Candidates Face Off
    The Media tries to determine victors
    The House of Funk
    Support for Funkhouser
    Bring in the TIF Gimp
    Mark Funkhouser is far and away the BEST candidate
    Who Will He Pick?
    Groupie
    Fast Funk
    Ming the Merciless for Mayor
    Draft Funkhouser for Mayor
    Funkhouser and Frevere
    Funk, Authenticity, and the Cheesecake Factory
    Putting the fun in Funkhouser
    Sign of the times

    We're also kicking their butts in the MSM.

    Friday, February 02, 2007

    cops

    Last night I met a recently retired high-ranking officer in the KCPD named George Roberts. A videographer and I were working on short videos of folks who support Mark Funkhouser for mayor. He really impressed me.

    For his little testimonial video, George talked not about more cops on the street or more jail space. Instead, he talked about broken sidewalks on Kansas City's East Side. He talked about a community that has essentially been abandoned by City Hall, and how that has more to do with the murder rate than the number of cops patrolling the street.

    Kinda blew me away. Here's this white guy. Lives north of the river. Combs his hair straight back. Ordinarily my prejudice would pin him as one who could give a shit about the folks who live around Central High.

    But he just cut to the chase and laid out a real progressive rap.

    Then he got to talking about the current chief of police. Jim Corwin is a total reformer, according to George. Another real progressive.

    I was aware that Chief Corwin has a Blue Print for the Future. But I haven't read it and I don't really know what it entails.

    But my ears perked up when George told me Corwin brought in a psychologist to assess the difficulties they'd face as the department undergoes a fairly radical transformation.

    Then George started talking about how Corwin is catching all kinds of heat for thestuff they're doing at a neighborhood police station on the Westside. The area has long been home to KC's Latino community. And in recent years one particular corner in the area has become a spot where recent immigrants hang out looking for work. It's been a strain on the community, so Corwin and the neighborhood cops have started providing services for these folks -- showers, laundry, etc. George told me the neighborhood leaders are happy with the arrangement. But xenophobes in Jeff City are outraged because Corwin isn't locking the folks up and reporting them to INS -- those who've immigrated here illegally, that is.

    What surprised me about all this was not that KC apparently has a good police chief, which is kind of surprising, frankly. But that I'd never heard any of this.

    How is it that there's a major reform effort going on in our police department, and the local papers aren't all over it?

    I mean, the psychologist thing alone is worth a story, doncha think?

    (Or did I miss it? I know I have trouble catching all the important stories on the Star's jumbled website.)

    Tuesday, January 30, 2007

    tim wise

    Picture057

    Today I picked up five of the Central High debaters and we went to KCK to see Tim Wise give a talk. We were blown away. Absolutely blown away.

    If any of you have a chance to see him speak, don't miss it. He's amazing.

    (The picture above was taken a few weeks ago in Nashville, at a debate tournament.)

    Thursday, January 25, 2007

    sotu

    Wednesday, January 24, 2007

    luxury

    So Allie and I are reading this menu of spa goodies at the insanely luxurious resort where we'll be staying for our honeymoon (in the honeymoon suite, no less). And we're hemming and hawing over which package we should choose. And I'm like, "Duh! We've got to do the Love package!"

    But Allie isn't too sure. And she mutters comething about chocalate and too much money, I'm not sure exactly.

    At any rate, I leap to my feet, incredulous:

    "How can we go to Costa Rica, stay in a hoity-toity resort at the foot of a volcano, and not get totally covered in chocolate?!?! It's our honeymoon, for God's sake!!!"

    imitatings

    Monday, January 22, 2007

    barnes badgered

    This is hilarious.

    The shouting match part, I mean.

    Regarding the actual news in the story: Are we expected to believe that Barnes had already decided to budget for the maintenance of roads before the Chamber of Commerce released a damning report which revealed we have a $3.2 billion backlog of unfinished capital improvement work? A report that the Chamber had to essentially leak to the press because they knew she and her lackey Steve Glorioso would work to kill or bury it?

    Please.

    So what I want to know is, why is she doing it now? If it's so important to fund maintenance, why hasn't she been doing it all along? Why did she and her rubber-stamp City Council repeatedly cut funding for maintenance of streets, sidewalks, sewers, etc year after year?

    To me, the answer is obvious. She and her Yes Men/Women on the Council have been shoveling our tax dollars into the fat, rich mouths of greedy developers and their attorneys.

    But what I really want to know is why the Star continues to print her boilerplate comment:
    “Neighborhood concerns and economic development are bonded together,” she said. “You don’t have to pit one against the other.

    “To address neighborhood and social concerns, you need to generate economic development to do it. The other option is raising taxes.

    “Be alert to anyone sending a message: ‘We’ve done enough economic development and we need to focus on neighborhoods.’ We can do both.”

    I mean, I understand why they print her quote. But why don't they contextualize it with some facts? Like, why don't they point out that tax revenues are flat, and that we're losing population? Both of these are pretty strong indications that the so-called economic development strategy ain't working.

    Sunday, January 21, 2007

    snow job

    Saturday, January 20, 2007

    taxing situation

    This is absolutely ridiculous.

    Friday, January 19, 2007

    more tif

    I might have over-simplified my explanation of TIF yesterday. Using an analogy of fixing up a falling down house, I explained that TIF is based on the estimate of how much tax revenue a fixed-up house would generate. And then the so-called "new revenue" -- the difference between the lower taxes for a run-down shack and the higher taxes for a remodeled palace -- is funneled into the development. That's before the so-called new taxes come in.

    This explanation gives the impression that all of the imaginary money goes into the actual development. Like, if you're gonna deck the sheck out in Itallian marble, the taxes pay for the marble. That's not entirely true. In theory, the money goes toward stuff one would ordinarily expect a city to pay for, like new roads and sidewalks around the project, and sewer lines and such. And some of the money does. (more on that later.)

    But some of the money actually does goes to the Italian marble, so to speak. For instance, with this TIF for a luxury hotel in Kansas City's richest neighborhood that the council hurriedly approved last week, some of the predicted tax money is going toward meeting spaces in the luxury hotel.

    (Not exactly what I like to see my hard-earned money spent on. But who am I but an honest taxpayer, and therefore worthless in the eyes of those who approve such deals.)

    But here's something you never read about in the newspaper: A lot of this TIF money goes to lawyers.

    Like, MILLIONS.

    And that's a BIG reason why TIF is used so much. It's a guaranteed revenue stream for a handful of politically connected law firms in town.

    Here's something I wrote in the aforementioned PItch article on Wesley Fields:
    Bryan Cave has earned more than $800,000 from the TIF Commission over the past three years. Fields alone has billed more than $400,000. And he continues to work for the TIF Commission even as he runs for office.

    Fields is quick to point out that this isn't taxpayer money his firm is earning. He says that "approximately 90 percent" of the firm's bills have been paid by developers involved with TIF projects.

    But Fields' legal bills show that's not true.

    The Pitch compiled a database from 373 Bryan Cave invoices and found that half of the firm's bills were paid out of the TIF Commission's general fund, an observation confirmed by Laura Whitener, the TIF Commission's top administrator. That fund is made up of 5 percent of the taxes created by new TIF developments -- in other words, it's public money.

    The TIF Commission's public meetings, at which developers pitch schemes to build parking garages, luxury hotels and, in one instance, a McDonald's, have been particularly profitable for Bryan Cave. During the first two years of its contract, the firm sent two lawyers -- Fields and Stephen Sparks -- to prepare for and sit through the meetings. "There are some times when you need to have an attorney at the table," Whitener says. "You're never going to be able to predict those times."

    From March 2000 through January 2001, the two lawyers' administrative activities earned their firm more than $50,000. Since then, the TIF Commission has cut back to having just one lawyer -- Fields -- present at its meetings.

    But even the other half of Bryan Cave's bills, the ones supposedly paid by developers, are eventually reimbursed with public money as well. That's because current TIF policy allows developers to include legal expenses in their TIF financing agreements, labeling them "soft costs." Moreover, developers may also be reimbursed for hours billed by their personal lawyers.

    "It's a sleight of hand," Nace says. "The developer doesn't own the taxes his project will generate. It's not his money. It's taxpayer money. On the Finance and Audit Committee, we're working right now to limit the amount they can be reimbursed for soft-money expenses. And we're getting a lot of resistance."

    As early as 1982, city leaders knew that the legal expenses of the Economic Development Corporation, which provides staff for the TIF Commission, were straining the city's budget. A report issued that year by the Cleaver-appointed Citizens Budget Review Committee recommended reducing those expenses by $100,000, even though back then they were a mere $155,000 a year. Instead, the council voted to increase payments to lawyers. Now attorneys are making millions from the EDC.

    A 1999 Star article cautiously suggested that these contracts are doled out as part of a patronage system. With minimal notice to the public, the EDC board met off-site to retain the services of Bryan Cave and the King Hershey law firm. Lawyers at both firms contributed heavily to Mayor Kay Barnes' campaign. Bryan Cave senior partner Herb Kohn, for example, is one of the mayor's chief allies. Kohn has billed the TIF Commission for more than 200 hours -- more than $35,000.

    Although this money creates potential conflicts of interest, Fields promises that as a City Council rep, he will shape TIF policy based on the community's "collective vision." It's uncertain how he would accomplish that given that he would have to step aside from many of the TIF debates at City Hall.

    "If we still have the contract at the time, he would be, directly or indirectly, a beneficiary," Kohn admits. "He'll probably want to recuse himself, but that's a decision he'll want to make at the time."

    In other words, TIF creates a new trough along the City's revenue stream for lawyers to feed on. They don't even have to work for it, because there's no bidding process. And the only incentive is for them to push more TIF projects, because that makes the trough bigger. (BTW, that story won honorable mention in the 2003 Missouri Press Association Excellence in Journalism contest for "Best Coverage of Government," a category in which I also took first place for a package of three stories.)

    And please note that the TIF money pays for not only the TIF Comminssion's lawyers, it also pays for the developers' lawyers. Such a sweet deal, huh? Make's you think twice about law school, don't it?

    So there's really NOBODY representing the public good (more on this later, too). There's no incentive to. Bryan Cave represents the TIF Commission, which gets all of its money on a 5 percent commission of all TIF projects. So, more TIF projects, more money.

    It's just that simple.

    And that, folks, is why the city has no TIF policy. Because if there were a TIF policy, the folks on the City Council's Finance Committee -- three of whom are running for mayor -- would have to decide when and where TIF projects will happen. And that could cut off the money trough for the developers and lawyers, all of whom make healthy campaign contributions to the committee's three mayoral candidates -- Al Brooks, Chuck Eddy and John Fairfield.

    It's weird that reporters think this stuff is boring. It's straight-up graft. It's the rape of the common good for the sake of the few and the rich. What could be more interesting than that?

    (Other than puppies and Britney Spears's sex life. And maybe the untimely murder of Lil Jakes.)

    Thursday, January 18, 2007

    in a tif

    A few years back, I wrote a major take-out piece on Wesley Fields, who was running for City Council. In many ways, I'm ashamed of the piece. At the urging of Steve Glorioso (who was working for Fields's opponent, Becky Nace), I really went all out and dug up every scrap of dirt I could and I put it all out there. Some of the stuff -- the stuff Glorioso tipped me off on -- was really insignificant, and probably wouldn't have amounted to much if Fields were white, or if his opponent weren't a white woman.

    On the other hand, the meatiest stuff in my exposé, the stuff that got me interested in him to begin with, was that as an attorney at Bryan Cave he was one of the main lawyers representing the TIF Commission. And, it wasn't long after I moved to Kansas City that I learned that TIF (short for Tax-Increment Financing), is one of the biggest scams in the city, so it raised a red flag.

    A lot of people think TIF is boring and confusing, but it really isn't. Anyone who cares enough to vote understands it in principle. Basically, it's an incentive to develop areas that are difficult to develop. That's the theory, anyway.

    It's like this. Imagine you buy a falling-down shack. Taxes on it are low because it ain't worth squat. Well, as an incentive to get you to fix it up, the City offers to freeze the taxes at the worthless level. Then they figure out how much your property will be worth after it's fixed up, and they give that money to you ahead of time so you can fix your place up.

    Sound like a good deal?

    It's a hella good deal!

    The problem I saw with this, though, was that it looked like most of these TIF deals were going to folks who weren't fixing up shacks. They were going to people who were developing farmland in the suburban Northland. People who wanted parking garages on the Plaza, which is the primo shopping district in the region. They were going to, in one instance, a gated community directly adjacent to the Plaza.

    So, in my young and radical alt-weekly mind, it looked to me like institutional racism. More accurately, it seemed a social and economic justice issue, which, in an old Jim Crow town like KC, disproportionately impacts blacks. I didn't say that in the article, but I said it to folks behind the scene, in particular those who accused me of embarking on a racist attack on a promising young black candidate. (To which I now say, guilty -- at least on the Glorioso-inspired parts.)

    But with regards to the real substance of the story, I was on point. When it comes to a lot of his work at Bryan Cave, Fields was (is?) a tool for what might well be Kansas City's most egregious injustice.

    Because now there's proof!

    There's no other way to say it: This report is a damning indictment of Kansas City.

    We all ought to be ashamed of ourselves for letting this kind of enrich-the-rich graft take place on our behalf.

    Check this out:
    88% of TIF plans are in four Council Districts (1, 2, 4, and 6) which contain the two-thirds of the city’s population who are the most affluent, best educated and least likely to be members of a minority group.

    The two Council Districts (3 and 5) with one-third of the population who have the lowest income and the highest rates of poverty and unemployment receive only 12% of TIFs.

    Do you need further explanation?

    It says: A program for poor neighborhoods is being used for rich ones.

    Now, I remember Fields's argument in defense of TIF being used this way. It's the same as Mayor Barnes's, which was dutifully transcribed this week by her stenographer:
    “Neighborhood concerns and economic development are bonded together,” she said. “You don’t have to pit one against the other.

    “To address neighborhood and social concerns, you need to generate economic development to do it. The other option is raising taxes.

    “Be alert to anyone sending a message: ‘We’ve done enough economic development and we need to focus on neighborhoods.’ We can do both.”

    Here "economic development" is code, in part, for TIF. And "neighborhood concerns" is code, in very small part (at least, I think, in her elitist mind), to the needs of poor people.

    Yet, as Reclaim Democracy's report reveals:
    The use of TIF and particularly the inclusion of (predictions of how much tax new developments bring in) has grown rapidly in Kansas City over the past few years. The amount of redirected tax revenues transferred to the TIF Commission has surged by 208% between fiscal 2000 and 2004. EATS grew by an equivalent 204%. That growth coupled with findings that actual revenues of TIF plans accounted for only 23% of projected revenues should create serious concerns among the citizens and elected officials.

    In other words -- going back to the fixed-up-shack analogy here -- the predictions for how much money these new projects will bring in have been way, way off the mark. But developers still get the predicted windfall up front. And that money has to come from somwhere.

    So where does it come from?

    You guessed it!

    Poor people.

    Actually, it comes from all of us.

    But, as you can plainly see when you drive across the districts where the fewest TIF projects are underway, it's the poor who can least afford it.

    Monday, January 15, 2007

    christian science monitor

    Got a nice review in the Christian Science Monitor.

    Sunday, January 14, 2007

    sparse

    Sorry I haven't been updating much. Most of the stuff that would make good blog fodder is stuff I can't really write about. I'm working on this mayoral campaign, and the candidate debates and forums have been great on the comedy end of the blog spectrum. But I can't really do that to the opponents, even if it is just straight reporting of absurd things they say in public.

    It kind of felt like our candidate took the lead last week (knock wood) -- especially with this kind of attention.

    Anyhoo...

    I checked into the old Motel 6 this week. Didn't spend any nights there, just used it as an office of sorts to force my way through a draft of my proposal for my second book. This would be my third go at a proposal. Proposals are by far the hardest things I have to write.

    I'm falling into a pattern. When the writing gets tough, I check into the Motel 6 on 87th and I-435. And I write and anguish on the frumpy little bed and I pace the tiny room and I write again. And then I always go for lunch at least once at Peachtree Buffet. And I take short walks in the tiny neighborhood behind the motel and listen to the same three Mariah Carey songs over and over again on my iPod. And then I write a little more. Dang but that Mariah sure does sing pretty.

    Three days of that and I got a draft together, and Allie read it today and said a lot of it is really, really good, but that it has some structural issues. (the worst kind, of course!)

    And then, perfect timing, The New York Times starts a three-part series about Pentecostalism today, which, of course, had some points I'd forgotten to mention in this proposal.

    We finally have winter around here. I'm not enraged about it.

    Wedding's fast approaching. Costa Rica, too.

    (kind of a dump-file post. sorry.)

    Thursday, January 11, 2007

    missour-uh

    Saturday, January 06, 2007

    spin

    I'm a little pissed off this morning.

    Yesterday I planned my first ever press conference. Mark Funkhouser was scheduled to file his petitions to be candidate for mayor, so I worked with him and his staff to put together an event. Before filing, Mark read and signed a giant copy of a Commitment Letter to the people of Kansas City, which laid out a number of priorities that would guide his tenure as mayor.

    It all came together just as planned, and I walked away a little high, because we'd managed to attract the daly paper and a number of TV crews.

    I should've paid a little closer attention to the newspaper that morning. Of course I noticed the headlines. Even in Kansas City it's not often that you have two elected officials indicted for mortgage fraud in as many days. But I was so caught up in planning the event, it adn't occured to me that our nice little press conference about good, honest leadership might be buried under the slime of business as usual.

    So what happens?

    The alleged criminal fiiles for office and steals all the spotlights as reporters record her insane comments.

    And I do mean insane.
    Shields claims the Bush administration is almost exclusively targeting Democratic officeholders, such as herself, which the U.S. attorney denies. The mayoral race is nonpartisan.

    “I am not going to give in to political terrorism,” Shields said.

    I'm sorry, but that is positively deranged. DERANGED!

    There's no other word for it.

    Anyhoo, it's funny to be on the other side of things. All those years I was a reporter, duutifully hustling the bad story. Now I'm the flak whining, Why can't they write about the positive?

    (Which isn't really true. It's more like I'm growsing, Why can't people who are so drunk on their own tinhorn power as to be certifiably insane just go away so we can have a city that works for once?)

    Thursday, January 04, 2007

    american way

    Got a mention in American Airline's magazine.

    Sunday, December 31, 2006

    cheesy

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    Allie and I had a wedding shower in November.

    We got lots of stuff.

    One of the items in the kitty was the quesadilla make pictured above.

    As we were packing up the car I looked at it and scoffed, "What are we going to do with a quesadilla maker." I thought it had garage sale written all over it.

    Well, it's become my best friend. I've had quesadillas almost everyday. I've even gotten adventurous, making brie and smoked turkey quesadillas, goat cheese and calamata olive quesadillas. Below are pictures of blue cheese and pepperstea quesadillas and meatball quesadillas, which are my favorite so far.

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    Ham, cheese and pickle.

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    Blue cheese and peppersteak.

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    Meatball.

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    Meatball.

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    Meatball.

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    Saturday, December 30, 2006

    home

    Last night, my uncle told me that he and my other uncle have completely cleared my grandma's house out. He said it is now empty.

    I've known that they were in the process of moving her things for a while now. She moved in to her new place a few weeks ago. And we've all had conversations about what a tough time this is. And I've tried to stay the unsentimental course. My message has been everything's temporary. And the pros of Grandma finally moving to Goshen -- cultural and spiritual center of Elkhart County -- far outweigh the cons.

    But then I hear that her house is now completely empty and I feel as though I've been punched in the gut.

    More than any other place, Grandma and Grandpa's house has been my home since the day I was born. I don't mean that as a slight against my mom or Bob or the Minichillos. But there's something about 125 Hollywood Avenue I've never found anywhere else.

    You know that old meditation cliché, when they tell you to close your eyes and, go to that special, safe place? That's where I always went.

    I suppose I could go on a long memory bender.

    For some reason the first one that pops in my mind is the time I ate a pound of walnuts in front of the TV. I got a horrible stomach ache and I begged grandma to give me Alka Seltzer. But she accidently gave me Efferdent. Fearing she'd poisoned me, she tried to get me to let her stick her finger down my throat so I'd throw up. But I refused, and lived anyway.

    Or when I called my grandpa's bluff. Whenever I asked him what he wanted for Christmas he always said, "A good boy." So one year I cut a bunch of pictures of good boys out of a magazine and gave them to him.

    Or the tree house he built for me.

    Or...

    I could really go on and on, and on.

    But the memory I always come back to is a summer when I was home from college. It was a perfect day and I was laying in the hammock with a book and some sweetened ice tea in one of those tall green glasses they used to have. I don't remember the book I was reading, only that it was one of those good ones you don't want to end. At the close of one of the chapters, I laid the book on my chest and looked up at the late afternoon sunlight sifting through the leaves of the old pin oak. Time was moving neither too slowly nor too fast. I was young and content that I was exactly where I needed to be.

    I had several more moments like that over that summer, and a few times in my visits since. But gradually the pace of life has outclipped even the serenity of the granfolks' place. I've tried many, many times to bring that feeling back. Haven't succeeded yet.

    dream

    It's 3:15 in the morning.

    I awoke from a dream in which I saw my father again.

    I was on my knees tending a garden at my grandmother's house. Except it wasn't his mom's house; it was my mom's mom's house. But my grandma (his mom) was inside. We were both waiting anxiously because we knew he was going to arrive. There was snow all around the exposed patch of earth that I was working.

    Dad pulled into the driveway in his truck, the early-70s gold model. He glanced over at me and then stared at the steering wheel, obviously overcome with emotion.

    I made my way to the car, feeling choked up, too, but also very excited and happy.

    He got out of the truck. He acted a little slow and dazed, which seemed appropriate for a man who's been dead for 30 years. He looked good, though. Just like in the pictures.

    Grandma rushed out of the house to greet him.

    I can't remember what was said, or even if we embraced. I woke up before we could really get to talking.

    It was a pleasant dream, if frustrating. It felt very real, but not real enough.

    Wednesday, December 27, 2006

    write

    I wrote three sentences on Monday. I sent the sentences to Agent Lydia right away, fearing the worst. She said they were great. It was a major breakthrough.

    I wrote another sentence today. And then I copied a paragraph from another document and pasted it on the end of that sentence.

    Another breakthrough.

    Not sure what's next. An outline, I suppose. Then I'll probably have to check in to the Motel 6 again, lock myself up, so to speak, and gitter dun!

    This is how writing goes sometimes. Days and weeks of nothing, or what looks like nothing. Then a drip or two. Then, ahem, a flood.

    Except it's not nothing in between. It's thinking as strenuous as weightlifting.

    Sunday, December 24, 2006

    norfolk

    Allie told me about this site where you can answer a bunch of questions and it'll tell you where you ought to live. She did it and it told her to move to Sheboygan, Wisconsin, which she found supremely disappointing.

    I did it, and all the top pickswere in the South. A bunch of places I never really gave much thought to, with the top finisher being Norfolk, Virginia.

    Allie and I have actually talked about Norfolk before. It's supposedly a vegan paradise, because PETA is based there. Looks pretty cool, actually.

    Saturday, December 23, 2006

    book meme

    I've been tagged by Joel. I think I've done this one before.

    Confederates in the Attic, Tony Horwitz
    "We look at the little pictures, He takes the big view." Another woman wailed, "I don't want to go to hell, Lord. It's hell here."

    Which probably is as good a reason as any to apologize for my lack of posting here. A lot's been going on, most of it good. Plus it's the holidays. But the "lot," in general terms is:

    *Getting ready for the wedding
    *Reworking my proposal for book2
    *Helping Ryan and Marshawna get ready for the big tourney at MBA
    *Helping Mark Funkhouser get elected mayor

    I'm home alone for the holidays right now, which is kind of weird. I've stayed behind while Allie is at home with her folks so I can stick around this church I'm writing about. I'm not sure who's in town for Christmas, but if you're here, drop me a line.

    Tag:
    MAWG
    Some Sort of Bird
    It Never Happened

    (you know the old saying: "That family that blogs together...)

    Monday, December 18, 2006

    feel good



    (I love the reporter's grasp at meaning at the end.)

    Sunday, December 17, 2006

    person of the year

    I've been named Person of the Year by TIme magazine.

    Wednesday, December 13, 2006

    lil' jake's r.i.p.

    I heard that the overlords of KC are going to condemn the best barbecue joint in the city and give the property to rich people.

    I'm having lunch there tomorrow. So stay tuned for a full report.

    But for, now, my Googling found doom foretold in a Star article published last year.
    One well-known business that would be relocated should the development plan move forward is Lil' Jake's Eat It and Beat It, a popular 18-seat barbecue restaurant at 1227 Grand Blvd. [Jon] Copaken said there had been discussions with Danny Edwards, the owner, to try to find a suitable new downtown location.

    "I love going to Lil' Jake's as well," Copaken said. "He is an institution downtown, and we want to find a way to satisfy him."

    Suitable location?!

    That's the reporter's words.

    SUITABLE LOCATION?!?!

    Seems to me Mr. Edwards already had a damn suitable location, one he snagged fair and square years before a bald developer with more money and more connections decided he wanted it for himself. But, of course, Kevin Collison is Copaken's unofficial stenographer. So to him, it seems, the word choice "suitable" is even-handed and accurate.

    So now Mr. Edwards is -- indeed, we all are -- going to lose this venerable beacon of Kansas City culture to eminent domain. As if it's in the public's best interest to have a downtown "institution" swatted away so -- what? -- so a rich person can get richer, I suppose (but no less bald).

    Seriously. I'm at a loss here. It's not like the joint is being demolished so we can have a highway we all need, or a light rail line. It's being shut down because someone with extreme privilege has decided they want it. And our ever compliant government shall make it so.

    We're still living in America, right?

    To think the liberals on the Supreme Court supported this crap.

    You'd think we live in Zimbabwe or something. Like Robert Mugabe is running downtown.

    Sunday, December 10, 2006

    chicago tribune

    Cross-X was named one of the best books of the year by the Chicago Tribune.

    Thursday, December 07, 2006

    upside down world

    It's interesting to read about the looming Supreme Court decision on school desegregation after having worked my way through Robert Caro's Master of the Senate: The Years of Lyndon Johnson.

    That entire, massive book is about a Herculean push to pass the tiniest, nearly insignificant civil rights legislation in 1957. I was amazed at how well the system worked against such measures, how the powers that be would invariably interpret laws and procedures such that they'd benefit bigotted whites and oppress everyone else.

    This recent deseg stuff is kind of similar. From the NYT:
    Justice Stephen G. Breyer let his frustration show in several exchanges with Solicitor General Paul D. Clement, who argued the Bush administration’s position as a “friend of the court” for the challengers and against the school systems in both cases.

    “Think, go back to Cooper v. Aaron,” Justice Breyer told the solicitor general, referring during the argument in the Louisville case to the court’s 1958 decision enforcing a desegregation order in Little Rock, Ark. “Go back to the case where this court with paratroopers had to use tremendous means to get those children into the school. That’s because the society was divided.”

    He continued: “Here we have a society, black and white, who elect school board members who together have voted to have this form of integration. Why, given that change in society, which is a good one, how can the Constitution be interpreted in a way that would require us, the judges, to go in and make them take the black children out of the school?”

    “Well, I understand that, Justice Breyer,” Mr. Clement said. “But I think the answer to that is that the lesson of history in this area is that racial classifications are not ones where we should just let local school board officials do what they think is right.”

    There's so much in that little exchange.

    Back in LBJ's time, it was the cry for local and state rights that led the conservatives' charge against integration. Now it's the opposite. Now it's conservatives' arguing that the local governments can't be trusted to do what's right, lest they discriminate by integrating.

    Tuesday, December 05, 2006

    end of the line

    The tour is officially over. I've got a few appearances left, but it's not all tour like. They're just readings in places where I'll already be, like Kansas City and, um, Kansas City.

    What a long, strange, fun, exhausting trip. Seems like a year ago since that first nervous reading in St. Louis. Now I'm sitting in the dinky Long Beach airport, after talking to a crowd of five at Eso Won Books in L.A., and selling all of two books, one of them to myself because I didn't have a freeby to give to my housing host.

    But I've long since stopped caring about sales. The LA event was set up because I had planned to be here anyway, and the goal was to make a connection with the store's owner, which I did.

    Yesterday I rented a bike at the Santa Monica Pier and rode it south past LAX and back. Then I went for a walk at sunset listening to Mile's Davis's In a Silient Way, the best beach-at-sunset album ever made. Today I drove the PCH from Laguna Beach to Long Beach, stopping at various state parks and walking the sand barefooted.

    I hate to say it: I love Southern California.

    It's like heaven on earth. Too bad it would be hell to live here.

    Oh, what a drivellish blog entry this is. I've had so many I've wanted to write over the last several weeks. One about the night I sang a kareoke duet of "You Never Even Call Me By My Name" with an old black woman in an all black bar on the black side of Louisville. Or about Robert Caro's magnificent Master of the Senate. Or I need to rework my proposal for number 2, a prospect I'm actually quite thrilled about. Or...

    See, that's what happens. I get these ideas and then they just disappear into mush, because I'm so damned tired.

    Christmas music is playing. I hope this overdose of sunshine I've had for the last five years will carry me through the bleakest months in the Midwest. The sun here is as tart and satisfying as orange juice.