Tiptoe Through The Tulips
When I was a kid, maybe eight or nine years old, I reeeeeeeally wanted to be a pirate. As you may know, pirates carry swords. After much whining, my parents finally bought me one of those plastic ones with the shiny gold paint that flakes off over time.
This was what I would call, in retrospect, a parenting mistake.
As a newly minted pirate in a landlocked state, I did what any self-respecting pirate would do: I turned my attention to the rows of red tulips my mom had planted in the back yard. They were mutinous tulips, and they needed to suffer for their sins.
(Editor’s note: If you have never lopped off the head of a tulip with a plastic sword, I assure you it is one of the most satisfying fauna-versus-flora experiences you can have.)
One by one, those tulips bravely met their end. It was glorious! Until, of course, my mom looked out the window and noticed what I was doing. The rest you can pretty much guess.
Why am I tell you this story?
Because our dear Mayor, with no vision to call his own and a pack of high-powered lobbyists and lawyers controlling his every move, is behaving like an eight-year-old pirate-in-training.
His fictitious enemies are the arts, parks and, according to this week’s Indianapolis Business Journal, a brand-new foe: TIF districts.
Much as I couldn’t appreciate my mom’s horticultural handiwork two decades ago, I’m pretty sure Greg Ballard couldn’t explain a TIF district to a reporter if he had to, but he’s on the attack, by God, and that’s all we need to know.
This, of course, is clearly another example of Ballard and his minions trying to throw former Mayor Bart Peterson, who had plenty of vision and the talent to back it up, under the bus. Unfortunately, Ballard probably doesn’t realize that many of the big, bad TIF districts he’s now targeting were put in place by Peterson’s Republican predecessor, Steve Goldsmith. And going after Fall Creek Place? Yeah, that’s just dumb.
But when you’ve been in office for nine months with no vision and no clue, you have to look busy, and reviewing “stuff” and looking into “things” accomplishes that goal.
Sadly, the Mayor’s tendency to wave his cheap plastic sword in the air and destroy the nearest forward-thinking idea is costing Indianapolis valuable time and progress as we compete with other cities for new jobs and new blood.
My mom, after confiscating my weaponry and scolding my bad pirate self, was able to replant her garden.
I’m afraid we’ll have to do the same to our city in three years once Ballard is done role-playing on the 25th floor.




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