Here’s how you can tell the truth about wages in Santa Fe: No one who is against the living wage would ever agree to work for a rate as low as the living wage. They’ll say it’s economics. But we can go ahead and call it hypocrisy.
Earlier this fall, my wife Lala and I had told Poppy she needed to do something active—take hip-hop dance, join a gym, jazzercise, her choice—and surprisingly she went postal on us and up and joined the cross country team. In my family, you only ran if you were chasing a ball or being chased by my dad and his wooden spoon of tough love.
Being stuffed into a minivan may cause some minor disagreements, like whether or not “Gucci Bandana” is an appropriate song for an 8-year-old boy, but it also can promote conversation, as I found out this past summer when my former sister-in-law, Mimi, and two nieces, Maddie and Samantha, flew from Pennsylvania to stay with us.
Think you own your property? Think again. You might own your property, but someone else likely owns the rights to everything below the surface. Someone may be selling or leasing the ability to extract everything from helium to coal-bed methane right out from under you. It might even be the Santa Fe Opera.
The Santa Fe City Council is nearing a final vote on whether or not to adopt a master plan for the city-owned Northwest Quadrant property. The meeting will be packed, contentious and interminably whiny, combining the attributes that have come to typify even non-controversial issues before the council.