Red Shirt, Blue State

#216, June 6, 2007

 

I once was attacked for wearing the wrong clothing. I was a high school freshman, full of adolescent attitude. The Summer of Love had become the autumn of my discontent with the “establishment”; my protest took the form of “Mod” (as in “Mod awful”) clothing. So, a bully wannabe in his black Levis and white T ripped the cuff off my lime green puff-sleeved shirt. This, however, does not begin to compare to getting beaten into the ER when you are caught wearing your Staples uniform red polo shirt in front of (ohmygawd of all places) Staples.

 

How sick and/or dumb are people who do this? I’m reminded of the arena bulls who can’t help but charge the red cape. Gangoons like this need to be caught and punished, but I don’t think they have a monopoly on stupidity. Their attacks are just a more perverted expression of the human need for acceptance, and its popular variant, defining yourself by what you are not, by whom you have permission to hate. You don’t have to look hard to see this on a much more sinister level. My current favorite is the Sunni/Shiite divide (they’re both *Muslims* for cryin’ out loud), who slaughter each over who inherited Islam from Mohammed 1375 years ago.

 

Americans, too, have a need for the universal bad guy, an enemy that feeds the fear that grants our leaders license to subvert our Constitution and lie about our wars of empire. What ever happened to the irretrievably evil empire of communists? Gone, replaced by “terrorists”. And let’s not forget the red state blue state schism (speaking of which, I’m still waiting to be issued my blue shirt.) This overused classification conveniently ignores red and blue minorities within a state, a county, and even the ambiguities within our own minds. “Us, and them, and after all we’re only ordinary men”, sings Pink Floyd from the dark side of the moon.

 

My immediate reaction to the Staples beating: I want everyone in town to wear a red shirt some day soon, then a blue shirt a week later. And repeat, perhaps monthly. Or, as a letter writer suggested, we wear purple, the combination of red and blue. Maybe we even harder to get these battles onto the playing field (especially by funding the replacement of the soccer fields we’re losing at Kenilworth.) Or onto the stage, by staging battles of the bands, singing “with, and without, and who’ll deny that’s what the fighting’s all about.”

 

I’ve long wondered if increased crime and gang violence is the inescapable impact of population growth, of the transition from cow town to uptown? Is there another way? We have EIRs to inform the City Council of the environmental impacts of new projects, shouldn’t we have Community Impact Reports that do the same for economic and social impacts? CIRs, like EIRs, are performed by qualified professionals at developer expense. A good CIR can actually expedite projects by promoting the creation of good designs up front, rather than as a result of drawn out community opposition to bad initial designs.

 

Equally important, the CIR helps the City ensure that projects mitigate or pay their fair share of *all* costs to the community. For example, what if a CIR reveals that the tax revenues and jobs provided by a big-box mall project come almost entirely at the expense of established locally-owned business? And what if that project’s net economic impact, considering the cost of expanded City services, turns out to be negative, and would increase blight and crime in the downtown? With a CIR, the City could make a better-informed decision about the project. Contact the City Council and insist CIRs become a part of the new General Plan.

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