Opening Volley
By David Lewis |
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"Your office is amazing. It looks like Mardi Gras happened in there last night."
--Clark Gaines, publisher, 614 Magazine

David S. Lewis, editor-in-chief
Photo: Christopher Atwood
Yes, yes it did. Beer cans, take-out boxes, fireworks, stacks of publications and print-out news feeds, tea leaves, all my various methods of divination were strewn about, along with small-caliber pistol rounds, several empty coffee cups...it was impossible to finish my job in the Hell I had created. I have since retreated to the darkened sanctum of the supply closet next to the break room, where it is dark and grimy and claustrophobic, but relatively clean. Here alone, am I able to collect my thoughts.
And a varied and sordid collection of thoughts it is, this month, indeed.
I am truly proud to see this issue hit the stands. We are young, as a publication, and we have so much to learn, and such a long way to go, but I think we have collectively hit our stride on this one. I am extremely proud to present you with the story of Bill Arrundale, the local comedian who has affected so many lives, so positively; now Bill needs some help, and he is looking at us. While Bill is a hysterical comedian, the dynamic crew of funnymen who have gathered at his side will bring the house down at his Funnybone benefit later this month. Do not miss this great cause. Or the buffet.
Also, this month, our summer getaways feature will leave you with a wanderlust for Ohio, where the range of destinations is dizzying. Our trip to Put-in-Bay was nearly lethal, even with the restraining and sensible presence of my Assistant Editor, Abigail Hartung. I am not sure if it was the warm sun, the beautiful scenery, or the ludicrous quantity of tequila that put me over the edge, but when we were out flying a million miles an hour across the lake with Captain Mike, our skipper and guide, I am pretty sure I saw a large, pinkish dinosaur-like creature just below the surface, drinking what appeared to be a Brandy Alexander. The sun can play terrible tricks on a man...
Very seriously, the August 4 special election for the income tax rate increase has had me bothered since discussions began. Mayor Coleman's enthusiasm and savvy has gone a long way toward keeping Columbus vibrant and attractive for both residents and businesses, but in hard times, everyone has to tighten their belts. While his long-term plan calls for job creation and retention, efficiency reform, and progressive programs that are all great for the city, we saw last year that a looming shortfall could be solved with creative budget balancing - and spending cuts. While it's certainly true that no one could have known just how deep we would fall, or how fast, everyone knew the edge of the precipice was looming, and we continued to spend more than we could bring in.
We always have.
It's a cultural phenomenon unique to prosperous peoples: we spend more than we have, and we live beyond our means. So many individuals live their lives enslaved to debt, and when the stock markets stumble, their lives are ruined.
Now, we have done this as a city. The Mayor's history of generous deals with city unions has done much to garner support for him from that sector, but the rest of the constituency has been underrepresented, and it is going to be hard to motivate them to call off work and make their opinions heard at the special election. This is unfair.
The city needs more money. No one disputes that. We haven't seen a rate increase in more than 40 years...and times are hard. That doesn't make our previous extravagance any more forgivable.
I am going to vote against the increase, as a show of support to the Mayor and his advisors. I want to demonstrate my confidence not only in his political charisma, but also in his administrative ability to make difficult decisions in difficult times. Halt capital spending, sell some helicopters, and escape union deals that have been far more generous with taxpayer money than was appropriate. I am certain you can do this.
And if you vote yes for this, if you believe it to be the only recourse in a situation systemically awry, well...then I urge to you to vote with a grudge in your heart. A constituency with a poor memory begs to allow the government to dig deeper into their pockets, and their lives.
Okay,
David S. Lewis
Editor-in-Chief
Originally Published: July 1, 2009