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California schemin': Douglas Bruce, the self-proclaimed "terrorist" who keeps Colorado hopping with his ballot proposals (including this year's much-feared Amendment 12), turned 45 last week. To mark the august occasion, the almost-year-old Colorado Springs Independent sent news editor Cara DeGette to uncover Bruce's Southern California roots. Among DeGette's findings, published in the weekly's August 24 cover story: Bruce attended Hollywood High a year behind class president John Ritter, but barely left a mark, unless you count the yearbook picture of a tall extra in tights in the 1966 production of Kiss Me Kate who bears a "striking resemblance" to Bruce; in the early Eighties Bruce challenged the IRS, claiming that the care and feeding of himself, his girlfriend, her son and their dog was a business deduction--a fight he lost in U.S. Tax Court in 1982; Bruce also lost a bitter Democratic primary race for the California State Assembly in 1980--running as a Democrat. "He was very angry, very bitter," an ex-opponent told the Independent. "He was attack-oriented."
Bruce reregistered as a Republican in 1986, shortly before he moved on to Colorado Springs. "He felt that California women were too liberated and too spoiled," a former neighbor told DeGette, who says she found it remarkably easy to track Bruce's decade-old trail. Apparently he was a hard fellow to forget.
In Colorado, of course, Bruce has continued his dual careers of political gadfly and real estate investor. At this time last summer, in fact, Bruce was representing himself in Denver County Environmental Court on charges of code violations at one of his two dozen vacant properties in Denver. Bruce called the charges "fraud with a capital F...revenge for Amendment 1." But a quick tour of his real estate listings showed that none were exactly the Taj Mahal. After having his day--make that days--in court, Bruce vowed to sell all his Denver holdings.
He hasn't. Bruce declines to discuss either the Independent piece or his Denver properties: "Call me when you're going to do a story about Amendment 12, not a smear job."
Unhappy landings: For those still up in the air over conflicting reports about the status of Denver International Airport, last Thursday the mayor's office faxed out a clarification of "some apparent misunderstandings" that should make things about as clear as mud. Contrary to what you might have read, for example, Wellington Webb insists that "February 28, 1995, is not the designated opening date for DIA. It is the date by which United would agree that the City could open DIA with Rapistan's traditional system if its modifified system is not yet available. Mayor Webb has stated on several occasions that he will not set an opening date for DIA until he has seen both systems meet their respective construction and operational milestones."
Mark your calendars.
The joy of Six: And be sure to pencil in next year's Channel 6 pledge drive if the Cherry Creek Republican Women are once again on the job. During their stint for the station earlier this month, one volunteer was offered a left testicle as a pledge, another a $100 donation if she would take off her clothes and tap-dance nude. (She declined). And when Mary Wenke, manager of Congressman Dan Schaefer's relection campaign, was on the phones, a viewer called to learn the identity of the "super babe" next to the announcer. It turned out to be state representative Martha Kreutz. "I'll vote for her anytime," he said.
Don't tell Doug Bruce.