Friday, March 20, 2020

Love in the Time of COVID-19


So .  .  . 

How is it going? Anything new in your life?

Okay that's over.

I have great concerns about the political response to COVID-19. Note, I am not denying any medical, scientific or public health claim on the issue. Of course I don’t believe it’s a "hoax" or "conspiracy." My concern is with the politicians at the Federal, State and Local level and their response. My concern is with the experts who work for public agencies and are advising those politicians. Sure I am a skeptic of these people. Not just about the current crisis, but about all things. I would think all free born Americans are. Such skepticism is based on the knowledge all people are self-interested and not angels. This is not a new knowledge. The Founders knew this and baked it into our founding documents. I have skepticism when "experts" tell us the world is going to end in five years, every five years, for the last 50 years or a politicians tell us only they can save us by growing government and limiting citizens' rights to live in the house they want or drive the vehicle they want (or drive a vehicle at all). I especially have skepticism when the experts and politicians are talking about apocalyptic predictions. This is because of past doomsday predictions which, while there were real effects, the world did not end. This includes Y2K, global warming, Ebola, AIDS, MRSA, VRSA, Tuberculosis, Measles, West Nile, Mad Cow, SARS, HSN1, H1N1 (Swine flu), Fukushima nuclear accident, Swine Flu 2009-10. I am always skeptical of people who have political motivations to make things a "crisis" and whose answer is always more government and more spending.

I am skeptical about a president, governors and mayors who get to act "big" during important times. There is an old discussion about generals and admirals that goes like this: what if the greatest general or admiral to ever live had a career when there was no war? How would we know if they were great? Only the "lucky" ones, it is said, get a war. Whether the story is apocryphal or not, it went around that Clinton thought Bush was lucky because he had 9/11. That idea that a politician wants a crisis is on my mind. As I said, I don’t think there is an overall conspiracy but more of politicians stumbling in to this. These politicians have experts advising them of the apocalypse, they have the political pressure of one-upmanship of what neighboring states politicians are doing, and they have a press which is not asking any serious questions but pressuring a crisis. Most of all I think they fear the political repercussions of being seen as doing nothing. Perhaps the most dangerous force in all of politics.

This skepticism applies to the current situation. What has happened is unprecedented. Not many things are "unprecedented." This is. We have shut down the world economy, we have closed schools, public buildings, businesses, concerts, sporting events, banks and churches. Now we may all be put on house arrest. The streets are empty. Hundreds of thousands, and maybe millions, are instantly out of work. Not just in one part of the country due to a natural disaster or weather event, but in the whole county, the whole world. Name an equivalent event in world history? 

I cannot.

It is impossible for this to happen and blindly accept this without questioning. I always worry about such blind acceptance. Such blind acceptance leads to dark places. Americans in the 1940 blindly accepted the rounding up of American citizens and their internment in camps because the politicians told them it was for their "safety." There are many more example.

This does not feel right. It's like the reaction of people to the radio broadcast of War of the Worlds or the Red Scare. It's like an episode of the Twilight Zone. It does not feel like 9/11. It is different. There we had an external threat we could attack. This is different.

Every time the government restricts fundamental and constitutional rights such as the freedom to assemble, freedom of religion, freedom to contract, the right to travel and be in business, everyone should be asking serious questions of that government. Such questions as how is this different than previous pandemics and events listed above? How is this different than other pandemics when we did not react in such a manner? Questions such as when is this going to end? And when it ends, are we going to reduce the size of government back to where it was? This was a question Churchill had during WWII. He continued asking the question after the war when he pointed out that more people were working or the British government in 1950 peacetime than had been in uniform during the war.

I have heard we can’t "overreact" to this crisis. Really. I can think of up scenarios of overreaction that would go too far. How about a tank on every corner and people shot if they leave their house? I use that scenario just to prove there are limits. I don’t think it's going to happen. But we should have a discussion on the limits. Closing business? Restricting freedom of movement by ordering people restricted to their homes? Where is the line? Where is the debate about the line? I would like there to be a debate of our elected representatives. 

Governor Cuomo of New York said about the restrictions, "When we look back at this situation ten years from now, I want to be able to say to the people of New York I did everything we could do. I did everything we could do. This is about saving lives and if everything we do saves just one life, I'll be happy." One life? Is that the new mathematics of this? Just one life? So he would favor shutting down all US Highways to save one life? Or maybe suspend all sporting events to save one life? Where is the line on that? We seem to have strayed a long way from guys strapping themselves in on top of a rocket and going to the moon or crawling up the beach on D-Day. Cuomo went on to assure us that although there would be civil fines for businesses that do not close, "[w]e don’t have any individual fines, at this point." At this point. That's reassuring.

One unanswered question is, what are we going to do next time? How can we top this? No one is answering that question.

From a few reactions I see on Facebook of people over-panicking it seems people are willing to give up democracy, representative government and debate because of fear.

There was criticism of Tom Emmer because he wouldn’t vote for a bill he had no possible time to read. He should be praised for doing his job. Democracy, representative government and debate did not end during 9/11 or the US Civil War or as bombs were dropping on London. Why are people so willing to end it now? There should be a debate and the debate should be televised.

We are a long way from "the only thing we have to fear, is fear itself," "ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country" and "Government is not the solution to our problem, government is the problem."

Ask questions. Demand answers. Let there be a public debate. Let that debate start now.

Friday, December 6, 2019

Jailbreaking the Fin de Siècle

After “plowing” (twice)
Here is a jailbreak for living in Saint Paul. If you have to do minor car maintenance, like change a headlight or check your oil, and don't have access to a garage or car port, find a store parking lot to do the work. 

Why you ask? Because it's a lot easier than doing it on the ice rinks which pass for the streets of the Capital City (see photo above). These days one has to learn tricks and tips to survive the post-apocalyptic anarchy that is the bureaucrat-autocracy of our fair City.

Plowing. Why oh why can't the City of Saint Paul plow? We have become the butt of a joke by residents of the soulless suburbs and, gasp, that city to the east, Minneapolis. They are all laughing at us. After all, we are all Minnesotans. When it snows 6", 12" or even 18" our response is "we got this."

Well, we used to have it. I know there are problems with clearing snow in a city that suburbs don't have; cars parked on the streets, narrower streets, more traffic. But this isn't about comparing ourselves to the suburbs, but to who we used to be. 

Forty years ago, it took three days to clear the streets. Day one was emergency snow routes, day two North-South streets and day three East-West streets. Then some cleaver person figured out how to do it in less than two days; night routes and day routes. 

Genius. 

I don't think people appreciate how this new system was a model of snow removal other snow-bound cities envied and copied. Of course Minneapolis wouldn't deign itself to do what its bratty little neighbor was doing. But from out East, in the Midwest, in Canada and the foreign shores of Scandinavia and Korea, cities paid homage, visited and lined up to figure out the miracle of Saint Paul's 48 hour plowing. 

What happened? How did we get from there to the current disaster of fewer emergencies called, fewer and older plow trucks, blades not being dropped to the pavement and streets that resemble a Humvee obstacle course or the Antique Autos track at Valleyfair. The answer is obvious. The larger the City government grows, the less it does for the common citizen. At no time in its history have more people worked for the City, and yet for the first time in its history, it is unable to take care of its largest asset, its streets, by either paving them or plowing them. Heck, the City can't even remove snow and ice from the public sidewalks in front of its own property (I am looking at you, Highland Library).

The City has engaged in a number of ancillary activities which have diminished its capabilities to clear the streets. Some because the money spent on them could have been used for a newer truck, a newer plow or the ability to call more snow emergencies. Some because they are physical hindrances to good plowing. This list is long: bike lanes, roundabouts, curb bump-outs, narrowing of streets, the current mania for high density.  

Perhaps the biggest factor, though, is that the city went from a government run by elected representatives to one run by bureaucrats. City counselmembers themselves used to be the department heads. This included Public Works. If a particular city counselmember failed to do their job as head of a department, the electorate could remove them from office. 

Now we just hire ex-city counselmembers as bureaucrat department heads and no one holds them accountable. And instead of the core city departments of Public Works, Public Safety and Parks, we now have sixteen departments and nothing gets done. Why should it? Which public official is going to get removed from office? No one when the city attorney's office in the last few years negotiated contracts bordering on malpractice. No one when Safety and Inspection is so corrupt the State had to take over its functions. No one when as the police idly sit by as the murder rate rises and people are defecating in the Target parking lot. No one from public works as the streets go to ruin, potholes are not filled and snow and ice are not removed from the streets.

No one.

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Saint Paul's City code says, "The owner or occupant of any building or lot abutting a public sidewalk is responsible for and shall remove any accumulation of snow and/or ice from said public sidewalk within twenty-four (24) hours after the snow and/or ice has ceased to fall, gather or accumulate." St.Paul City Code, §113.02. Violators of this ordinance are subject to being deemed a nuisance, having it removed by the City and charged, an abatement, a tax lien and a petty misdemeanor. St.Paul City Code, §§113.03, 113.07 - 113.08. 

The City can hold us responsible for snow removal on our private property. But no one can apparently hold the City responsible when it fails to remove any accumulation of snow and/or ice from its streets within twenty-four (24) hours after the snow and/or ice has ceased to fall, gather or accumulate. No one is subject to being deemed a nuisance, being charged, subject to a petty misdemeanor or removed from office. 

No one.

Thursday, October 24, 2019

Why Vote "No"


Why Vote "No"

Trash, trash, trash. Unlike Oscar, I do not love it. Some of us, however, have been fighting the good fight for 20 years to stop the City takeover of trash hauling.

It started in the early 2000's, when a group which seemed to be made up of college students, unknown environmental groups, an oversensitive columnist at the Pioneer Press and the Minnesota PCA, proposed to undo 30 years of private hauling; a proposal to fix something that was not broken. Myself, other citizens and mom and pop haulers dutifully went to our District Council hearings on the issue and spoke out. Many other citizens did the same. The proposal for a City run system on trash was defeated.

Those were the days.

Not to be deterred, the current debacle started when the same ragtag, marginal group again proposed a City run system on trash. But this time, they would not make the same mistake of letting the citizens make the decision. They came forward with unscientific push "polls" which amounted to a Twitter survey with slanted biases questions to gently convince you their way was the only way. They then turned these push polls into performance art with "listening" sessions designed to less than gently convince you they were right and you better shut-up.

Sure, we spoke out with many others. Again saying that the City takeover of garbage would cost us more, cost the City more, give us worse service, harm recycling efforts and put mom and pop haulers out of business.

Then the City Council decided; they would take over garbage.

And at that point, I thought, well I guess that’s that. Nothing is going to happen in this one-party town to upset the inevitable march toward the "progress" of government collectivism and the aggrandizement of political machinery.

But then something happened I did not expect.

Led by citizens, small landlords and mom and pop haulers, someone fought back. Little card tables appeared on corners with a petition to put the matter up to a vote. Groups were formed. People were talking about it. People of varied political backgrounds agreed the City must be stopped. As the system was implemented and it cost us more, cost the City more, gave us worse service and put mom and pop haulers out of business, more signatures were collected. Enough to put it on the ballot and allow the citizens to vote.

Alas, upon some very bad legal advice, and in contradiction of very clear language of the City Charter, the new Mayor and City Council said no, you, you citizen, cannot vote on this. Of course, this should be no surprise. The same folks who think you lack the capability to negotiate your own garbage hauler certainly wouldn’t give you a choice to vote on it.

Then the group of citizens and small landlords sued on behalf of all of us. I say "all of us" because even if you are for the new system, wouldn’t it mean more if it were put into place by a vote of the people? Then there would be no doubt. In addition, I say "for us" because the real purpose of the suit was to force the City Council to comply with its own City Charter and ensure the rights of its citizen to a voice in their government and a right to petition on issues. Those rights are everyone's rights.

The District Court then ruled in favor of the citizens and against the City Council. Then the Minnesota Court of Appeals and Minnesota Supreme Court did the same. Citizens who validly petition to put an issue on the ballot per the City's own Charter, can.

So here we are. A vote a few weeks away. "Yes" signs and "No" signs popping up on corner lots throughout the City. And, as a result of the City Councils' rank disregard of the citizen, signs of legitimate challengers to the City Councilmember's seats. Seats they thought were guaranteed, by right, as a member of the City's ruling class.

Well, we'll see about that.

After a conversation I had the other night with an intelligent fellow, I am still surprised folks are unfamiliar with the issues. So, as a public service, here are 10 points for voting "No."

1. If it's not broke, don't fix it.
Almost 50 years ago, the system was broke. Mayor George Latimer took office with a budget deficit in the early 1970's that he actually thought should be fixed. Looking through all the City spending his gaze alit upon trash collections. Even though he had had broad support from the Teamsters Union who represented the garbage haulers, he made the decision; citizens and private haulers could handle trash hauling and the City would get out of the business of trash hauling. Mayor Latimer showed a special kind of courage. Courage to go against his own political supporters. Courage to upset the then current system. Ultimately, the special kind of courage any politician has to say, "no, the government cannot, and should not, do things which you can do for yourselves."

Many things have changed in the intervening 50 years but the City's inability to afford, even regulated garbage, has only increased. Back in the 1970's, the City had a tax base of auto manufacturing, legal publishing, insurance giants and factories that made things. Now we have artisan coffee shops and City paid for soccer stadiums (sorry fútbol pitches). Back then, we had City council members as the head of departments. Now, the Mayor has 17 members alone in his "cabinet" with such titles as Program Manager, Senior Aide, Policy Associate, Senior Policy Advisor and Chief Resilience Officer. That’s in the Mayor's office alone. In a City of 306,621 souls. Henderson, Nevada has more people. Yes, I never heard of it either. Seventeen Senior Program Policy Associate of Resilience (and resilient they are) who get paid lots of money out of the pockets of the most taxed people in the State of Minnesota, the twelfth highest taxed citizenry in the U.S. We could not afford City trash in 1970 and we can't even afford, apparently, to fill a pothole or hire police officers in 2019.

2. The new system costs more.
As a seventh grader I was handed the economics textbook, "Life on Paradise Island; Economic life on an imaginary Island," by William Harmon Wilson. In it, there was a rice manufacturer called, "Midas, who was very good at accumulating money," who:

started thinking about how he could take advantage of the situation. Less rice was being raised . . . but Midas started buying all he could get, even at high prices. Soon he had most of the rice on the island in his cave. Because he controlled the supply of one product, he had a monopoly. People had to come to him for rice, and he charged them very high prices—much more than he had paid for it.

And yet . . .. When I explain to folks that when you limit the number of trash haulers from as many who want to be in the business (which worked out to 4-5) down to one, they don’t understand the lesson taught in 7th Grade economics. Of course, the price is going to be higher. Why not? What are you the consumer going to do about it? What can you do about it? Absolutely nothing. Theoretically, they could charge you whatever they want because there is no market for their services, just a state controlled monopoly. In addition to the price gauge the single city chosen hauler can impose, the City's system requires the City to hire and unknown number of employees to put up the website, place tax liens on property owners who don’t pay, and answer phone calls to tell you to call the city chosen hauler (who, when you call them, will tell you to call the City). Who pays for all these new City employees, you of course.

We learned how monopolies worked in 7th Grade economics, don’t forget the lesson.

3. The new system takes away the incentive for service.
In a story I have told many times, back in the Wild West days of private garbage haulers (the day before yesterday), we choose Pete's Rubbish as our hauler. One day I received a call from Mrs. Pete who informed me we had overpaid our bill by 34¢. She wanted to know if we wanted a check of 34¢ sent out or if we wanted the 34¢ added to our next bill. Thirty-four cents. Every bit of that story is charming and the epitome of what a mom and pop hauler was. Pop was picking up the garbage and mom was at the kitchen table reconciling bills. She found a 34¢ error and wanted to know what we, the customer, wanted to do. What was Mr. and Mrs. Pete's motivation for this level of service? Easy. It was the knowledge that if they didn't provide such service, we could get another hauler. Now ask yourself, is there any scenario on any planet where Mega-Corporation "Big Garbage Conglomerate" would call me to know what I wanted to do about a 34¢ overpayment. Nope. There is no kitchen table, no Mrs. Pete, no Mr. Pete and no competitors to take away their business based on poor service.

4. The new system politicizes garbage.
Since when did garbage become about politics? Well since forever in East Coast cities where garbage has been run by, ahem, certain families, and the politicians they carry in in their pockets", like so many nickels and dimes." Even in a town without those families, garbage becomes part of the political system, a place to employ cronies and pay off favors, and it creates a new class of very wealthy corporate donors to influence, cajole and affect the political class sweeping aside the voter and the citizen who becomes the pawn and dependent ATM who pays, pays and pays.

But let us not forget where this is all heading. Like those who passed Obamacare with the real intention of heading toward a single payer plan, there are those advocating for organized collection with the real intention of a complete takeover of garbage by the City. This would be a trip back to 1970 in more ways than one. Because when the City takes over garbage, it won't be just the City, the mega-waste haulers and any unsavory "businessmen" but the Unions will be back. Public employee unions, who can, and will, strike. Just before the Iron Lady arrived to save the United Kingdom, "waste collectors," as they are charmingly called in England, went on strike during what would be called the "Winter of Discontent" (1978–79). The piles of rubbish grew so high in Leicester Square; rats were attracted, like a medieval plague. Lest we forget, New York City sanitation workers went on strike in 1968, 1975 and 1981. During these strikes, garbage on the streets of could accumulated to over 100,000 tons. So City controlled and run garbage is really like a trip back to the 1970's, the dirty, dirty, 1970's. I was there man. You don’t want to go back.

5. The new system is a government intrusion on a private sphere of activity.
That which the government subsidizes increases in cost. For example, see the price of health care, prescriptions drugs, college tuition, corn crops, and automobiles. But it is more than just money. That which the government subsidizes, the government controls. And as it controls that area of life, it pushes out the private control of that life. Time was many things were in the private sphere of life: public transportation, utilities, college tuition, health care, . . . garbage. In fact, the word "public" did not mean it was controlled by the government but open to the public, as in the people. The government had nothing to do with it. In countries as diverse as the U.S.S.R and Great Britain, the government had complete control of the, "commanding heights," such as utilities (coal, gas, nuclear), telephone companies, hospitals, television, newspapers, jobs, housing and yes, garbage. How did that work out? The Soviet Union, a truly evil regime, collapsed, in part, under the weight of its own inability to financially continue. Great Britain survived because Lady Thatcher came and saved the scepter'd isle.

Negotiating and contracting for garbage is a private behavior. Just like hiring a plumber, having your oil changed or shoveling your walk. But there are those who don’t want you or anyone else to have the choice to do that. They want to hire your plumber, your mechanic, your snow shoveler, your garbage collector and replace it with theirs.

6. The old system was uniquely Saint Paul.
Alexis de Tocqueville toured the U.S in the early 1830's. Writing about it he said, “[New England] democracy more perfect than any of which antiquity dared to dream." “[L]ocal independence” was “the mainspring and lifeblood of American freedom.” “The New England towns adopted no representative institutions. As at Athens, matters of common concern were dealt with in the marketplace and in the general assembly of the citizens.”

Saint Paul has a few unique things. We, until recently, negotiated, contracted, and paid for our own garbage hauling. Every fall, neighbors who share an alley, gather together and negotiate, contract, and pay for alley plowing. It's as charming as Norman Rockwell's Town Meeting painting. We don’t need the City to plow the alleys. In fact, the gathering of alley citizens does a better job than the City ever could, in getting the alleys plowed for a reasonable cost. This was true of rubbish hauling before the City inserted itself.

A poster on Facebook decried Saint Paul as a "Cowtown" because we didn't have "big city" trash hauling like other "big cities."

Well.

First, Saint Paul is maybe "Post-It Note Town," 'Insurance-Binder Town" or "Train-Town" but "Cowtown?" Maybe the poster is thinking of South Saint Paul? or the much larger Omaha (pop. 468,262). I have news for the poster, Saint Paul is not a big city and we don't want to be.

7. The new system was foisted upon us without citizen input.
The great Thomas Sowell has said, " The idea that the wise and knowledgeable few need to take control of the less wise and less knowledgeable many has taken milder forms — and repeatedly with bad results, as well."

Every bad idea was one foisted upon an unwilling public. The Hubert Humphry Metrodome comes to mind. There are those who believe that their special intellect give them the right to make decisions for the unwashed masses. Sowell answers that with, "Elites may have more brilliance, but those who make decisions for society as a whole cannot possibly have as much experience as the millions of people whose decisions they pre-empt. The education and intellects of the elites may lead them to have more sweeping presumptions, but that just makes them more dangerous to the freedom, as well as the well-being, of the people as a whole."

That about says it all. The only thing to add is William F. Buckley's, "I would rather be governed by the first 2,000 people in the telephone directory, than by the Harvard University faculty.” I will presume, humbly, to update Buckley to our times, "I would rather be governed by Saint Paul's 164,273 registered voters, than the 7 City Councils members.”

8. The new system put mom and pop haulers out of business.
It amazes me that the same folks who leave snarky comments on neighborhood Facebook pages about the evils of CVS Pharmacy on Grand and Fairview, the same folks who are shocked about a national coffee putting an outlet with a drive thru on a site where a gas station has stood for years thereby endangering our children and putting at risk all the local coffee shops, have no issue with the current City regulated trash system putting 9 haulers out of business through merger with national goliaths like "Big Garbage Conglomerate" or attrition, by small haulers who can't afford the new system. The whole thing, from beginning to end, is one part subplot of the Soprano's and one part Nast cartoon of fat-cat gilded age pre-trust buster monopolizeers with City machine politics of the Tammany/Tweed variety. It's as if the City wrote the business plan for "Big Garbage Conglomerate."We got too many of deese mom and pop operations in Saint Paul, weese gotta put em on ice." said the WM CEO with $10 cigar and mouth and watch fob protruding from his belly. "No problem," said the greased haired City of Saint Paul machine politician with one hand out and one hand in the average citizen's pocket. However I doubt these City council members from the wokesphere were even smart enough to line their pockets as they were emptying ours.

The die, unfortunately, is cast. The City put those mom and pops out of business. But the answer surely isn’t to give "Big Garbage Conglomerate" a monopoly or the City council members a free pass. We should kick the later out of office and make the former compete for our business like everyone else, with good service and competitive prices.

9. The new system emboldens those who want to change Saint Paul without the necessity of
elections or democratic input.
Somebody must pay a political consequence for thwarting the will of the citizen of Saint Paul. Somebody must pay a political consequence for blocking the will of the citizen of Saint Paul to vote. Somebody must pay a political consequence for writing a one-sided contract with a unilateral force majeure clause. Somebody must pay a political consequence. The only way to do that is vote no and vote out the council members responsible.

10. You could be part of the most stunning political upset in Saint Paul history.
A running thing between a friend and me, is that we have given up on Saint Paul politics. "War's over, man. Wormer dropped the big one." Whether it be the Ford Plant, high density, bike lanes, street closures, medians, public paid for stadiums or garbage. The City used to have two parties, pro-business Democrats and anti-business Democrats. With the retirement of Dan Bostrom and the defeat of Pat Harris, the pro-business Democrats are extinct. My friend and I had given up.

But like Bluto saying, "Over? Did you say 'over?'" Saint Paul citizens united to oppose the City controlled garbage hauling. They got signatures, put it on the ballot, sued the City, went to the Supreme Court and fought tooth and nail a Mayor and City who fought the whole way the right of citizens to have a say. Maybe there is hope. Maybe we can change things. Maybe this isn’t a one-party town anymore. Vote on November 5 and you could be part of the most stunning political upset in Saint Paul history.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Bike Lane Traffic Jam

I was driving a child to a hockey game last winter in the oh so urban twin of the Twin Cities and I ran into a Bike Lane Traffic Jam.

I was traveling along N. Dowling Avenue in Minneapolis about 5:30 pm on a weeknight when I ran into a line of cars. It was winter. The hockey game was for my five year old, who with his bag, was in the back. Cars were stacked in a line in one lane at each light on Dowling waiting four changes of each traffic light before they could proceed through the intersection. The street used to be two lanes going both ways, now it is one lane and a bike path. Funny I didn't see any bikes. We are told that bikes are part of the multi-modal transportation as the Government Class pats us on the head whilst taking money out of our pocket. Transportation bikes may have been in Mao's China but on a cold winter night with a five year old, a hockey bag and twenty miles of driving, bike lanes are the invisible reason a twenty minute trip takes forty and people going to and from work and their families and one hockey game are stuck in traffic. 

Thomas More said, "Never was there a heretic that spoke all false." While it is not all false bikes are transportation, so are rollerblading, river punting and cross country skiing. However you wouldn't want to build a transportation plan around them. It is not all false that at some times and some places bikes have been transportation, like the aforementioned Maoist China or post-war Belgium (I'm seeing a fully habited-out nun on a bike with a basket with a loaf of French, well I guess Belgian, bread). Bikes were transportation in those places and times because of failed Communist enconomics or destroyed war economies respectively. But even they got over it. Now, in newly capitalized China and modern oh so cool Europe, the citizens have leaned their bike up against a stone fence and jumped in to cars with willful abandon. It is also not all false that before 1908, bikes were transportation in the civilized world. Then the first Model T rolled off the line. Cool. Goodbye bikes hello freedom and pink Cadallacs on Wisconsin nights.

Proponets of the Cleveland bike lane say we (that's a little generous) need a North-South bike route across the City. Well so do we (I mean everyone) need a North-South car route. As my wife pointed out, with the building of a brand new neighborhood at the Ford Plant site, that need will be greater than ever. There are only two reasonable routes from the site to the North part of the City, to University Aveneue and I-94: Cretin and Cleveland. Why would the City want to clog up those arteries with less car lanes and more bikes lane (and occasional bikes)? There's irony somewhere that the City develops a neighboorhood on the very spot where cars and trucks were manufactured for a century and then hinders the new neighbors from traveling in cars and trucks because of bikes lanes.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

. . . and when they came for the four-star restaurant.

A few years back my wife and two other moms came together to oppose the closing of Jefferson Ave at Cleveland as part of the Jefferson Bikeway. Their attempts to stop the street closure led to the exposure of a million wasted dollars by the City, the fact the City was employing a “Bike Coordinator,” the realization that the City had ceded its authority to determine the best configuration of its street to a private bike advocacy group, and on and on. What did they accomplish? Well, Jefferson is still open at Cleveland. The City did blow the money on crooked lines, painted over bike stencils, concrete loopty-loops and a Close Encounters of the Pedestrian Kind light show at the Jefferson/Cleveland and Jefferson/Cretin crosswalks. Back when we were fighting this, allies were few and far between. Some came to meetings, but most said things like, “well, I like to bike,” or “I never drive on Jefferson anyway.”

But now? Well, well, well. Everyone is up in arms because they have come for the parking at the four-star restaurant I have not eaten at since it was a 3.2 joint with Taco-Thursdays. Now I am the one who’s not excited. Not because I don’t care, but because the game is over. The good folks who own businesses along Cleveland and their patrons are arguing the wrong issue. It’s not about parking on Cleveland, or bicyclists who disobey laws, or increased traffic on Cleveland or outside bike advocates agitating in our neighborhood or taxpayer money wasted on bikes and not spent on roads. It’s not about any of those things. It’s bigger than even the fact the City has a Comprehensive Bicycle Plan.

This is about how the City sees its role vis-a-vis its citizens. The City keeps telling us that bikes are part of its multi-modal transportation plan. Well, how does that work? If we split transportation into motor vehicles, public transport (bus, light rail, cab, Uber) and bike, how would the numbers look? Just for an argument let’s say:

90% motor vehicle,
9.99% public transport and
less than .01% bike.

My numbers look to be pretty close. These numbers are at least as legitimate as any numbers being thrown around by bike-lane advocates. Now I know you’re saying, “but I know people who bike to work and the store.” Okay. So do I. I knew a Federal Judge who biked in from the Western suburbs to downtown Minneapolis during the summer months. That’s one. But if you look at folks who do this, they do it some days of the week, they do it some months of the year. And of course they own a car, which explains bike racks. Now you may be able to find one guy who bikes everywhere, every day, all year. Well, you found your less than .01%. I'm guessing you could find one person who jogs to work and one who rollerskates, but that makes neither a statistically significant mode of transportation.

How does the City see its role? Well, I’m guessing based on spending about:

50% motor vehicle,
25% public transport and
25% bike.

I’m guessing some at the City would like to see:

10% motor vehicle,
60% public transport and
30% bike.

And bike-lane advocates? Well . . .:

100% bike, bike, bike, bike . . . whooh, sorry I got on a roll there.

So why is this a question of the role of the City vs. the Citizen? Chesterton says, “Those who hold the modern superstition that the State can do no wrong will be bound to accept such a thing as right.” G.K. Chesterton, The Well and the Shallows. The City’s elected officials and employees hold this superstition in spades.

Now for the important part . . . ahem . . . listen up!

The Citizen makes a private decision on how to travel; by car, by bus, by Uber or by bike. The sphere of this choice is a private choice made by a private citizen who buys, maintains and insures the car, who pays for a monthly bus pass or who equips himself out for winter biking. A private decision.

The important question is why does the City think its role is to interfere in people’s transportation decision? Why do they see it as their choice and not yours? Their sphere and not yours? The Citizens have decided and bikes come in at less than .01%. It’s time for them to recognize that and scrap the Comprehensive Bike Plan, move all bike issues over to Parks & Recreation, remove all bike lanes from arterial streets, pave and plow the streets, draft a Comprehensive Motor Vehicle Plan and return parking to the freeborn Citizens. Then, finally, the City would be following its Citizens and not trying to control them. That is what is important. Superstitions are hard to overcome and the superstition that the City can do no wrong is so ingrained I see no hope.

Friday, June 5, 2015

Las Vegas on the Jefferson

Have you been down Jefferson Avenue lately? 

Ever since the much-celebrated "Jefferson Bikeway" project, which was going to bring joy, happiness, peace in our time and higher rankings on those all important hipster e-mag livability rankings no one reads, I have been on the lookout for where exactly our $1,000,000.00 was being spent. Surely they did not blow it all on new signs with bike logos? Or on the "sharrow" op-art pieces painted, covered, re-painted and scraped away in one good street cleaning and performance art piece? Surely it was not spent on the bike "lines" from Lexington to Fort Road which look like Mr. Magoo, the City line painter, fell asleep or stopped off for a quick ten at the Spot; Dorthy had a straighter road to Oz.

Well what have they spent the money on? Want a Vegas vacation, then you too can travel West from Snelling Avenue and experience the "Let it Ride High Roller" at the "Trafficcircleosphere" as you wind in and out of useless traffic circles in a game of "will she or won't she yield" and "break for the confused pedestrian who does not know where to cross." Then make your way down to the Cleveland/Cretin Strip where pedestrian lights, or should I say LIGHTS!!!, have been installed to alert vehicles that there are pedestrians wanting to cross. These lights are flashing yellow, startlingly blinding LEDs and go off at unexpected moments, like when you're driving your car. 

Seriously . . . why did the City install these lights? They are a "Don't be a Menace to Mac Grove" and will cause some serious accidents. One wonders (well, actually I wonder) if these carnival lights are payback to some of the neighbors on the corners of Jefferson/Cleveland and Jefferson/Cretin who objected to the Bikeway. 

So the City wanted to control these intersections for pedestrians/bike crossings? I have an idea, how about a traffic light? Radical I know as they have only been around 147 years. Of course a simple traffic light hardly gives one cred at urban planner conferences when all the other Cities' pony-tailed planners are going on about sharrows, traffic circles and bike bridges. How gauche it would be to have to admit you used a, dare I say, pedestrian traffic light when you could have closed off the street or installed the Laser Pink Floyd monstrosities they in fact put into place.

We now all wait with poorer pockets and baited breath to see how the Public Class in Saint Paul will be spending the rest of the Productive class' $1,000,000.00. 

Is anyone out there?

The calm before the Fireworks

The Light Show in repose

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Response to article " Cleveland Avenue Shows St. Paul’s Need for Parking Creativity"

Response to article " Cleveland Avenue Shows St. Paul’s Need for Parking Creativity" @ http://streets.mn/2015/05/15/cleveland-avenue-shows-st-pauls-need-for-parking-creativity/#comment-149315

Bikes are not transportation but recreation. The worst part of the bike craze over the last 40 years is not the loss of parking but the loss of 70+ miles of roads in Saint Paul so a minuscule number of folks can have a bike lane. Go to Marshall Ave from Cretin to Fairview any weekday around 5 pm and you can see what bike lanes have wrought with cars piled up in a single lane waiting for lights to change four times before moving through an intersection. Far from being “new” new urbanism is a tired old idea which has failed in places like Portland where roads are in complete disrepair, property is unaffordable and families have been pushed out. A few years ago, Saint Paul wasted $1,000,000.00 of taxpayer money and ceded control to a private advocacy group to build the “Jefferson Bikeway.” We got misprinted signs, wavy lines and more traffic congestion. At the end of the day, if they had not spent $1, bikers could have still used Jefferson Ave in the exact same way. Fight bike lane, fight the loss of parking and streets and advocate for a livable Saint Paul.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Art vs. Artifice

Look its dancing!
Maybe its just blowing in the wind

Sprouting up this Summer all over Mac-Grove have been the oddest things. At first I thought someone had dinged a car into a stop sign pole . . . and then using a Leatherman peeled parts of the metal away from it . . .and then rusted it? No, that can't be. As I sat staring at what was a perfectly good pole, now turned into a rusty scrap heap, I thought two thing, 1) why would someone do that to a Stop sign pole? and 2) when are they going to fix it? I am still asking.

Lo and behold, I find out that these pieces of recyclable matter are actually art. Well, how about that. Of course, what you want people who are approaching a controlled traffic intersection, driving a couple of tons of vehicular heft to do is to see (be distracted by?) art. I am hoping for the Mona Lisa Yield sign. A stop light that changes from Coolidge's Dogs Playing Poker (green go) to Monet's Haystacks (yellow slow) to Edvard Munch's The Scream (red Stop!). 

And art I guess it is. Art in the same way my child brings some twisted piece of metal rope and birch bark home from Scout camp that sits on the mantle for a couple of years. Art in the school of Detroit-abandoned-industrial-failed city-Robocop chic. My wife suggests they may have found the metal near some of the canyon-sized potholes we saw this Spring in our fair city. Maybe.

Alas, it is the usual story. While the City Parks department is losing $800,000.00 to a coffee shop because they couldn't find anyone to read a contract and while the City is whining about a 10 million dollar deficit (that's $10,000,000.00 for those who are visual), the City is paying an artist to molest its stop sign poles. Or maybe it's the State, or the Federal government or the UN. The only thing that is certain is it's you. Why does this happen? Well, in a one-party City there is no opposition. No one to complain about the potholes, the plowing, the deficit, the nutshell attorneys or the vandalism in the name of art to stop signs. There is only one thing left to say.

Stop.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Urban in the Suburban

I have been working the past few weeks in a Southwest suburb of the Twin Cities. I have had a chance to observe the driving behavior of the suburbanite in its natural habitat and I have to say, I have found it wanting.

What's with all the anger?

I hate love to stereotype, so, I will state the angriest species of driver is the 31-42 year old male, facial-haired, baseball-capped, driving a white pick-up truck. This particular animal likes to blow through a stop light, and not by a little, and then give you the finger. He zigs and zags from lane to lane on 494 or the Crosstown with an aggressiveness that is pathological. He acts like everyone in his way is an enemy and laws do not apply to him. Did I mention his truck is white.

Now I have long held that males between the age of 16 and 30 are mentally ill when it comes to driving. I suffered from the malady myself. But one does reach an age when driving becomes a sanctuary. It's not work, its not home. One looks forward to it. While driving you can listen to what you want, I prefer books on tape (more about that in a later post), you can listen to the radio or be alone with your own thoughts. I even know a guy who does the rosary every day on the way to work. God bless him, and I mean that, but that's too much bead work for me. The point is he is doing what he wants and I can do what I want before getting to the craziness of co-workers at work or being attacked by kids and wife at home. 

These suburban pips driving in there white symbols of generative power must have a better place to be then the truck, 494 or the Crosstown. Is it a man-cave (i.e. lower level of a split level hell). What do they do there? My guess: put on a baseball cap and play Call of World of Warcraft IX; the Legend of Duty (L.A. Pimp Edition). Or maybe its off to softball with the boys and a blooming onion at Chili's afterward. Or is it off to the Cineplex to see Marvel's Agents of DC Comics III, the Dark Pawn. Hard to say.

Either way, what is clear is they have not shed the mental illness of youth, or much else of youth come to think of it. They have no need to be alone with their thoughts, work does not stress them and family is not yet a responsibility. I wonder if these "men" will every take up the mantel of adulthood. I look around and wonder. 

They seem to be part of a generation of boy/men who watch comic book movies, dress in sports jerseys, storm off-world planets in video games and speed through life in their truck, deadened to the concern of others. Three generations ago, real boys, 18 year-olds, stormed the beaches on D-Day, fought through the Battle of the Bulge, island hopped across the Pacific and raised the flag at Iwo Jima. Hard to imagine those who came back, those whose buddy's died next to them, those who fought for others, being anything less than men. Hard to imagine the white pickup driver could understand. 

To one, the rosary was comfort in the dark. To the other its, at best, a rear-view mirror decoration.

Monday, June 2, 2014

“Danger, Will Robinson!”

Part of the un-joy of living in the City is the following: speeding through the neighborhood last night a car slowed down and smashed the back window out of our Suburban. It may have been with a gun or a bat or a golf club. 

Who knows?

We got the license plate number and call the police who were less than enthusiastic about pursuing the perps. This is the second time in a month I have had contact with the City's finest and the second time their response has been to talk me out of pursuing any action. 

Odd that is.

The first incident involved a gentlemen who swerved twice in front of my minivan on St. Clair almost hitting us, and jump out of his car and punched my window (what is it with windows?) The officer who arrived on the scene, when he looked up from his iPhone, said there was really nothing he could do. I said to him, go talk to the puncher, scare him a little and maybe do a warrant check. Its called community policing.

I love cops. I use to represent the Union that represented them, I was a prosecutor and have worked with police officers for over 20 years. I have raised my children to respect police officers. What I don't understand is why there now appears to be an ethos in the City police force to not pursue "minor" violent acts. Why not look up the licence plate of the perps who smashed my window, go to the house and using a little creative questioning find out who was in the car that night. Search the car. Do a warrant check.

Community policing means enforcing the nuisance crimes to make the quality of life better for everyone in the City. How about enforcing the low level violent crimes?

Friday, May 30, 2014

Who speaks for the minivan?

"Start seeing minivans" is a bell ringing. 

My hometown, Saint Paul, Minnesota, for the past couple of decades has spent its time and my treasure making sure pedestrians, bikers, joggers, skateboarders and any mode of traveler, other than the motor vehicle drivers, have had every whim, restricted lane, traffic circle and rabbit hole of expenditure met while forgetting about the father or mother coming home from work, going to a hockey game, Scout meeting, choir concert or science fair. This got me thinking:

Who speaks for the minivan? Who speaks for the Suburban full of kids? Who speaks for the Urban family?

Well I hope to. And not just about Saint Paul removing 70 miles of street lanes over the past 20 years but about the Urban family. Married 20 years, five kids, active in my Church, the kids schools, sports, scouts and other activities I hope to provide this prospective.

I love living in this City and hope to provide some reasons why. 

Onward!

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Reason and Madness

Reason and Madness

MINUTES by Stephen Kelly
March 20, 2012

Reason and Madness
In his dense treaty on faith, Orthodoxy, G. K. Chesterton said, “we have taken the circle as the symbol of reason and madness.”  Well circle madness has taken over the City of Saint Paul Public Works Department. In their much revised plan for the Jefferson Bikeway, they have proposed adding three traffic circles, one at every intersection, between Snelling and Fairview and adding two more West of Fairview on Finn and Mount Curve. This, along with some signs, more of that pricey paint they use for sharrows and allowing additional parking, is the sum total of how they are going to spend the rest of our money.  I say our money because whether its the $250,000.00 of City money or $750,000.00 of Federal money laundered through Transit for Livable Communities, you paid for it.

First, a word on traffic circles. A traffic circle was added to the corner of Wellesley and Wheeler replacing the 4-way stop sign intersection. I drive through that intersection several times each day and to my surprise have found it to be less annoying than I thought. To be sure it is ugly. Also, this winter has not put the traffic circle to the test.  So what’s wrong with traffic circles?

Well . . . the in a document titled “Griggs Street Bikeway FAQ” (which proves they’re not just after us) the Department of Public Works admits, “[s]now plowing is more challenging with neighborhood traffic circles, but the division head for Street Maintenance has assured our engineers that his staff can handle sufficiently plowing around neighborhood traffic circles.” This is hard to believe when the City can’t “handle sufficiently” plowing 3” of snow off a straight street in front of my house. The City states these traffic circles cost $10,000.00-$15,000.00 to build and $450.00 per year for maintenance. Pardon my skepticism on City estimates on how much it will cost. The City has not made an estimate of how much it would cost to leave these intersections alone.

Further, the proposed plan for Jefferson, taken in its entirety, is to turn Jefferson into something that is not a street.  A street is by definition a thoroughfare which allows one to move easily from one point to another free from obstruction.  A driver who winds in and out of the proposed Jefferson traffic circles like a pinball to only be confronted by cars parked on both sides of the street will freely choose to avoid Jefferson. They will instead choose Juliet where there are no circles or Wellesley where there is one or choose Randolph and St. Clair.  In other words, so that a few citizens can recreationally ride bikes, residential streets will become thoroughfares and arterial streets will become four stop light cycle congested traffic jams. I would hate to be in charge of driving a big rig firetruck down a traffic circled Jefferson. The thing will tip over. Some thouroughfare.

And by a few citizens recreationally riding bikes I mean few. I kept count during this whole of this mild-mild winter and saw 8 bikers on Jefferson, four of whom I saw last Saturday when it was 70°F.  Is spending a million dollars on 8 bikers at the expense, inconvenience and safety of everyone else worth it? In a recent article in the The Oregonian newspaper, reporter Beth Slovic asked the question, “Why Can't Portland Repave Its Rutted Roads?” Portland has scrapped all future plans for road paving and street maintenance, primary functions of government, and will be cutting such services as “bridge monitoring, street cleaning and sidewalk inspections.”  “Why?” you ask. Well it turns out Portland's has a "’multimodal’ ethic” giving it other priorities such as:

1.    “$900,000 to build 13.5 miles of bike routes,”
2.    “$665,000 to add eight permanent employees to oversee streetcars,”
3.    “$15,000 to help sponsor a "Rail-Volution" conference in Los Angeles,”
4.    “$55 million toward the $1.5 billion MAX [lightrail] line”
5.    “$5,000” for the Portland Director of the Bureau of Transportation (salary $152,000.00) “to join Portland business leaders on a tour of thriving European cities,”
6.    “$2.1 million” for “consultants and staff time,” “to revamp [a] Street for ‘economic vitality,’"
7.    "$50,000 . . . to support handmade-bicycle shows and triathlons,” and
8.    “$250,000 . . . to buy fancy planters and streetlights for the downtown retail core.”

All this while “46 percent of neighborhood streets and 28 percent of major roads are in "poor" or "very poor" shape.”  It is fascinating how Portland’s Mayor defends the decision to stop maintaining the roads by highlighting recent “big capital projects”  “getting big chunks of federal funding.”  When asked how the Portland will pay “for long-term costs of maintaining the new projects when the city already has a road-repair backlog,” the good Mayor doesn’t answer and blames his predecessor for “an [in]accurate baseline."

The largest single asset the City of Saint Paul owns is its street system.  If Portland, Oregon,the model berg for City Planners, can’t pave or maintain its streets because of its “multimodal ethic” where do we stand? How about we save the $10,000.00 to $15,000.00+ x 5 for traffic circles and pave a street or buy a plow or pay someone to work overtime during the next snowzilla or (hold on to yer britches) not spend it and ask for less tax money next go round?

Chesterton said the circle was “perfect and infinite in its nature . . . but . . . is fixed for ever in its size; it can never be larger or smaller” and “returns upon itself and is bound.”  The cross, on the other hand, “can extend its four arms for ever without altering its shape.”  It “opens its arms to the four winds; it is a signpost for free travelers.” I fear the City will soon bind us free travelers forever to these circles.

See http://www.stpaul.gov/DocumentView.aspx?DID=19612;
http://www.stpaul.gov/index.aspx?NID=4620;
http://www.weeklystandard.com/articles/insufferable-portland_631919.html;
http://www.weeklystandard.com/blogs/road-hell-paved-people-who-dont-believe-road-paving_632940.html#read-more;
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704050204576218600999993800.html#printMode;
http://forums.e-democracy.org/groups/stpaul-macgrove/messages/topic/1oQ2MBDxRzaeEpeVejDF5Z;http://www.oregonlive.com/portland/index.ssf/2012/02/portlands_roads_to_ruin.html; andhttp://www.oregonlive.com/portland/index.ssf/2012/02/portlands_roads_to_ruin.html

for more information.
And be sure to submit your Sidewalk Poetry by April 13 at http://www.stpaul.gov/index.aspx?NID=2820.  My submission:

As I sit four traffic signal cycles deep
The Jefferson Bikeway makes me weep.
Home I could be with my little dog Pickles
If my lane hadn’t been co-opted by bicycles.

Oh where are the traffic lanes that carried me to my door?
And where are the bikes to which the new lane was made for?
To my dog I could be throwing a little green ball
And to think that my taxes paid for this all.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

The Ninety-Nine

The Ninety-Nine

MINUTES by Stephen Kelly
November 14, 2011

The Ninety-Nine
Several ideas have come out of the handful of protesters around the country calling themselves Occupy Wall Street.  For instance the value of scouting in teaching people how to properly set up a tent, cook outside and maintain personal hygiene.  Another is the concept of the one percent and the ninety-nine percent.  This bumper sticker slogan is meant to highlight that one percent of the people control the other ninety-nine percent’s money.

Never one to let a good catch phrase go to waste . . .

I have been fixating lately on just how many miles of car lanes the City of Saint Paul has lost over the years.  One thinks back nostalgically to the founding years of our fair town, when developers couldn’t build houses, buildings and roads fast enough for the masses streaming in.  This led to conflict, sometimes violent, between landowners, speculators, developers, builders and city politicians who were often on the take.  It also gave the City a wonderfully erratic street system.  There are not alphabetical streets.  One cannot pinpoint an address by using numbered cross streets like Minneapolis.  Developer arguments led to jumping streets, like Selby Avenue at Fairview, which jumps half a block before continuing on its merry way.  Five, six, and most famously, seven corner intersections are common in the older areas of town.  Things got so bad that a City commission standardized street names and addresses in the 1920’s.  However, the glorious randomness to Saint Paul’s streets remains to this day(1).  As I have often told citizens of the left side of the Twin Cities, Saint Paul is easy to get around, just memorize all the streets.

One thing which all of the scoundrels and dreamers, speculators and visionaries alike could not have imagined in all their imaginings of future Saint Paul, is that a small group, let’s say one percent, would remove the very thing they built: the streets.

Fairview Avenue north of Ford Parkway used to be a four lane road.  If you wanted to take a left hand turn, you went into the left lane and put your blinker on.  Cars behind you could go into the right lane and proceed on.  As we are reminded by bikers, State law allowed bikers the same “rights” to use Fairview as any car.

Then the one-percent came in.  They removed a lane of automobile traffic on Fairview.  Think about that.  After 150 years of building, progressing and developing, these experts decided to take a u-turn.  Now the City decided it was going to encourage anti-building, regress and un-development. Miles of traffic lane were removed.  What happened to the cars?  They didn’t go away.  In fact there numbers increased as always.

Now we have a Fairview with one lane going each way, a center turn lane and a strip on either side for bikes.  Left turning cars go into the center turn lane and the remaining lane becomes a speedway during non-rush hours and a parking lot during rush hour.

Think of a car as you waiting at the DMV.  There are 20 people ahead of you in line and two windows open.  Now they close a window.  What happens to your time?  Relatively, it will now take you twice as long for you to pay the license fee which no biker every pays.

Other examples of the removal of traffic lanes are Marshall Avenue and Summit Avenue where they replaced the vehicle lanes with bike lanes.

And who are we doing this anti-building and un-development action for?  Well bike riders by and large, the one percent, who already have the “right” to use the streets of Saint Paul.  The City proudly touts that it has put in 71 miles of bike lanes, bike routes and striped shoulders.  That’s 71 miles of road destroyed for biking.  How many more have been removed for medians, light rail, traffic circles and traffic “diverters?”

The one percent has gained control of the Federal government, government funded non-profits, the City Council, the City Transportation Committee, Public Works and the Community Councils.  They have orchestrated the spending of millions of dollars for their recreation.  And why should the one-percent pay for it themselves when they can make the ninety-nine percent pony up?

Just as insidious as their directing our money to their recreation, the one percent is tearing down our City founders’ endowment to us.  Like the slow boiling pot, miles and miles of vehicle lanes have been un-built, un-developed and erased from the City.  And imperceptible, every year, the quality of life becomes worse and worse for the ninety-nine percent.
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(1) Randomness of street names and addresses and the occasional jumping of streets should not be confused with an overall plan of a grid system which allows choice at every intersection.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Problem that Wasn’t There.

The Problem that Wasn’t There.

MINUTES by Stephen Kelly
October 19, 2011

The Problem that Wasn’t There.

In her letter to the September 28, 2011 Villager, Barb Thoman, Executive Director of TLC said, “what kind of a street will make parents willing to send their 11-year-old son or daughter to soccer practice on bike or on foot?  What kind of street will encourage novice bicyclists - perhaps a mom and a small child - to make a trip across St. Paul?  What kind of street will be safe for an 80-year-old to walk to church?”[1]

Well Ms. Thoman, all of them.

For 157 years Saint Paulites have figured out how to cross a street without TLC’s help.  In fact, Saint Paulites are vigorous walkers, joggers, bikers and skateboarders.  At all hours of the early morning, day and late night you will see our good citizens taken to their sidewalk, street and alley.  Walking their kids, walking the dog or just out to get some fresh air and talk over the day’s activities with their spouse.  These active Saint Paulites have coexisted with cars for at least the last 90 years (and horses and carriages before that!).

We Saint Paulites also love our cars.  Look at what University Avenue used to be when it was the home of the car dealerships and cars cruised up and down it going to Porky’s and parking at Monkey Wards before the fun police shut them down.  Now we have the choo-choo.  Drive up and down Snelling Avenue when a car show is at the State Fair and you will see families parked on coolers and nylon strap lawn chairs enjoying the tricked-out masterpieces as the old beauties rumble by.

Look at what for 87 years has been the quite stalwart neighbor to all Saint Paulites, the oldest Ford plant still in operation where cars, trucks, and during WWII tanks, have steadily rolled off the line.

Cars and trucks on the road, walkers and bikers on the sidewalk, airplanes overhead and the distant sound of a train clacking down the tracks.  This is what city living is about.  We all co-exist because we are all car drivers, walker and bikers.  What and where is the problem?  Or maybe better said; why does someone think there is a problem to be solved?

Years ago, the great economist Friedrich von Hayek was asked why so many intellectuals were skeptical about and even hostile to capitalism.  Dr. Hayek answered, “Well, I’ve been puzzling about it for a long time . . . I think it’s . . . an intellectual attraction of a system you can deliberately control, which is fascinating to the intellectual.”

Surly the “intellectuals” at TLC are not attracted to a system of “deliberate control?”  They only want to make the driving public (that’s all of us) change our driving route to avoid the Jefferson Roadblock every day, times every driver, forever.  Fascinating.

To do this controlling TLC created a problem that was not there, “Bryce can’t cross Cleveland on his Cervelo bike at Jefferson!”  Then they propose a disconnected solution, “we must throw a roadblock up and stop all motor traffic!”

But why?  If there real goal was about biking, hey, you got your bikeway.  There are lanes and little bikes on the signs and sharrows, etc.  You won.  As D-Day said in Animal House, “War’s over man, Wormer dropped the big one.”  Why is this piece, the stopping of motor traffic, so very important?

In TLC’s own words, what they are after is to "[d]ecrease motor vehicle trips . . . [m]aximize bicycle use and walking for transportation resulting in mode shift out of motor vehicles [and to] . . . contribute to ongoing shift in attitudes and travel behavior."  Translate:  you get out of your car.

And what happens when TLC “mode shifts” us out of our cars?  Remember that when you are sending your 11-year-old son or daughter to practice on bike or on foot when it’s -20°F or an 80-year-old is walking to church in 20” of snow.  As for the novice bicyclists, stick to the sidewalk until the training wheels come off.

The real question is, what kind of street will Saint Paulites have when TLC is successful mode shifting us and we can’t drive our own cars on them?
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[1] One can’t help notice the similarity between Ms. Thoman’s list and a list that appeared in the Sept. 15 Minutes,https://www.facebook.com/groups/localtaxpayersforalivablecommunity/doc/247029292006281/

Onward to 1890!

Onward to 1890!

MINUTES by Stephen Kelly
October 19, 2011

Onward to 1890!

Recently two arguments have been made regarding the need to block car traffic at Jefferson to help bikers . . . yes I don’t get it either.

One argument says we must provide for all types of transportation in our City.  The other argument says we must make way for progress because bikes are our future.  Our future?  Hmm.  What else is in our future?  Maybe horse drawn trolley cars or sedan chairs.  Chariots anyone?  I guess some people’s idea of progress is very different than those of us who watched the Jetsons and thought we would all have our own flying car by now.  For heaven sakes, even Fred Flintstone had a car and he lived in the stone age.

Progress is when something advances, usually technologically.  Something is made cheaper, safer, and more efficient.  Like when the "safety bicycle" was invented in 1876 with its chain-drive transmission.  It allowed for smaller wheels without a loss of speed.  Another piece of progress is when they invented the pneumatic bicycle tire making rides smooth and then paved roads to add to the smooth ride.  This all led to the Bicycle Craze of the 1890’s.  People bought bicycles in droves.

Even during the Craze however one could not say that the bike became the main mode of transportation for most Americans.  Horses, trolleys, walking, trains and boats made up the majority of transportation.

It is interesting to note that the biggest bicycle events of the 1890’s were about amusement, not commuting; like the “Bicycle Railroads” built in New Jersey, at Coney Island and for Chicago’s World Fair.

The bicycle did however promote something other traditional modes of transportation did not:  freedom.  You were no longer tied to the trolley, train or boat schedule.  You could go wherever and whenever you wanted.  In addition you were not limited by how far you could walk.  The bike opened up different parts of the city and ultimately the country to everyone.  Feminists and suffragists called them "freedom machines."  Susan B. Anthony said bicycling, "has done more to emancipate women than anything else in the world. It gives women a feeling of freedom and self-reliance.”

More progress happened in the 1890’s when someone applied an internal-combustion engine to a bicycle resulting in a motorcycle.  Soon after that an engine was applied to 4-wheel carriages resulting in the motor car.  They Era of the Bike as transportation was over; pretty much all of a decade.  And then it was 1900.

Americans were then given real freedom.  The bike’s limit of maybe 30 miles was extended to anywhere a road and gas could be found.  Weather became increasingly irrelevant as enclosed cars, heat and windshield wipers were invented.  The last piece to fall was price and when the first Ford rolled of the factory line, this freedom became democratic.

What about the bike?  What has happened to our safety bike since 1900.  One authority (okay Wikipedia) says, “[d]uring most of the 20th century in the USA, except for a brief period of popularity during the Great Depression of the 1930s, bicycles were relegated to the status of children's toys.”

Well children’s toys and adult toys for people with money and time, God bless them.

I have already listed in a previous entry as to why a bike is recreation and not transportation, seehttps://www.facebook.com/groups/localtaxpayersforalivablecommunity/doc/247029292006281/.  I am still amazed when I hear people and politicians say that we have to make room for all transportation options in the City.  All?  Well I want to drive a monster truck.  Oh that’s a problem?  What about an elephant with a howdah?  Cruel you say?  Not appropriate for the weather?  Too much of a mess?  Well what about a mode of entertainment, exercise or transportation whose hayday ended 111 years ago, can’t be used in bad weather and only carries two people max?  One that is used by educated, upper class, public radio listening folk even if it will inconvenience everyone?

On a recent MPR piece on the Jefferson bikeway, a couple of married University of St. Thomas professors were cited as people who own no car and only use bicycles as transportation.  Only?  Well I hope they like St. Paul and Minneapolis because they must not get very far.  Like 1890’s cyclers their world must be about a 10 mile square area.  I doubt it.  How do they get a couch delivered to their house?  What do they do in the middle of a 20” snow storm?  How do they go to Menard’s and bring a 2x4 home?  Do they ever go up North?  The answer is yes and they do these things by taking advantage of a 100 year old piece of progress called the internal combustion engine.  Whether it’s a bus, a friend’s truck, the food delivered to their co-op or, God forbid, an ambulance or fire truck, the gas engine is a part of their life.  Their bikes are recreation and exercise.  Needless to say our eco-friendly dons must have no small children to get to hockey practice.

So while the rest of us are procreating and making sure Social Security survives, let us salute the internal combustion engine.  Let us promote the rights of car drivers.  If Susan B. Anthony thought the bike was a freedom machine, what would she have thought of the car?  TLC wants to make our new “freedom machines” less free.  I can’t wait until the flying car.  

The Potemkin Diverter

The Potemkin Diverter

MINUTES by Stephen Kelly
October 19, 2011

The Potemkin Diverter

TLC/Saint Paul Public Work’s first justification for the Jefferson Roadblock was that it promoted biking.  Well that didn’t pan out when confronted with the technical question:  How?  They had no answer to that.  Then they said it would help pedestrians.  When confronted with the fact traffic on Cleveland Avenue would have no reason to slow down at Jefferson because of the elimination of the left turn, the argument failed.  Then various arguments about Jefferson being a residential street, the traffic calming effects, etc. were put forward.  No one is buying it.

Now, like Maxwell Smart saying to Chief, “Would you believe . . .” they have found the long lost “real” reason for the Roadblock:  it’s a façade that must be put up or there will be no Federal money.  TLC states it needs the Roadblock because it is part of the Jefferson Bikeway “plan” and shows the Feds work was done which conforms to the City’s initial plans.  Public Works says it needs the Roadblock to show actual work was done West of Snelling to get the TLC money.  They both have said this, out load and in writing.  Really.  The reality (or real “real” reason) is they both need a justification to the taxpayers as to how in blazes they spent $1,000,000.00 on signs and paint.

In 1787, legend informs us, Russian minister Grigory Potemkin ordered built fake façades of villages along the Dnieper River to fool Tsarina Catherine II during her visit to Crimea.  These “Potemkin Villages” have become the bywords for any false building used by middling bureaucrats to cover up something.  Well we have a Potemkin diverter right here in River City.  Public Works/TLC is the sly Minister Potemkin, the Roadblock is the fake village and you the taxpayer are a fooled Catherine.

The real crux of Public Works/TLC’s argument is that the Bikeway “plan” shows something being done West of Snelling so we must do something.  What “plan?”  Or which version of which “plan?”

The City came up with the idea of a Jefferson Bikeway.  As TLC always reminds us in that patronizingly patient voice, “it’s the City’s project; we only agreed to partially fund it.”  The Jefferson Bikeway has gone through a lot of changes since originally conceived.  There were to be roadblock all along Jefferson, speed bumps, restrictive parking and so on.  Stuff has been removed in a spasm of good sense and proper traffic engineering; stuff has been added when no one was watching.

As to the Roadblock at Jefferson and Cleveland, the Community Council did not endorse it, the City Councilman opposed it, the Transportation Committee passed on it and, as yet, it has not been approved as part of the Jefferson Bikeway “plan.”  When they tell you its part of the Bikeway “plan” they are wrong.

They now tell us that the Bikeway “plan” contains the Roadblock and simply cannot be built without it.  It’s as if there is an official guide to bikeways (Bikeways for Dummies?) and there is only one way to build a bikeway.  Hogwash.

What they are telling you is TLC really, really wants the Roadblock.  They are willing to threaten other City council members by removing funding of projects in their Wards and they are willing to remove funding from this project unless they get their Roadblock.  One can almost see them standing astride their $2,000.00 bike as the Roadblock is installed rubbing their hands together smiling at the thought of the inconvenience this will cause regular people driving their children to and fro.  “They’re finding out now that Jefferson is closed!  They’ll have to drive on to Saint Clair or Randolph and wait with all the other traffic in a jam caused by this diverter-dozzel.  I know just what they’ll do!  Their mouths will hang open for a minute or two then the MacGroves down in MacGrove-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!”  They’ll have a laugh in their throat.

I was stuck in a traffic back-up last Tuesday on Marshall Avenue just East of Snelling.  The traffic was backed up a good half mile.  It was 7:30 p.m. at night.  As we creeped along waiting for rotations of the traffic light I started to wonder, how many lanes of traffic have been removed from Saint Paul in the last 20 years?

According to the City of Saint Paul website, Saint Paul has “30 miles of bike lanes,” “10.8 miles of bike routes” and “30.3 miles of striped shoulders.”  Let just say, for the sake of argument, for every mile of bike lane, route, shoulder put in, a lane of car traffic has been removed.  That makes about 71 miles of road that have been removed from the City of Saint Paul.  Is it any wonder I was stuck in a 7:30 p.m. traffic jam?  Remember this next time you are stuck in one of these jams in the middle of the City and ask yourself, did it use to be like this?

Bike lanes are not about transportation policy, they are about making it harder to drive a car.  The Jefferson Roadblock is not about bikes, it’s a dog and pony show, a Potemkin Village to make taxpayers and drivers forget how much worse getting around Saint Paul has gotten in the last several years in the name of recreational bikers or how much more “suburban” like it is as we wait four rotations of a traffic light before we can cross an intersection.

The real question is whether Saint Paul Public Works makes decisions about streets based on automobiles and traffic engineering or on the need to build a façade to appease TLC?  Who is in charge of the streets of Saint Paul, Public Works or TLC?  Or maybe the question is:  who is in charge of Saint Paul Public Works, the citizens and their elected representatives or TLC?