A Class Act

The last time Richard Florida came to town, to speak to a ballroom full of business types about his book, The Rise of the Creative Class, John Hickenlooper seemed like just another one of those business types — although not quite as well dressed. And while he’d rubbed ill-clad elbows…

Carry On!

This is not the story I intended to write. The notes for that story have been lost in luggage limbo for 45 hours and counting. Then again, I never thought I’d get stuck in a flying sardine can with thirty Slurpee-slurping fellow travelers — and no bathroom. But let me…

Dollars and Nonsense

In New York City, they’re throwing chump change at a $4 billion budget gap by fining 86-year-old men for illegally feeding pigeons, and teenagers for sitting on unauthorized milk crates. In Denver, where next year’s budget deficit is projected at $50 million, they nailed Larry Barnhart for trying to sell…

Edifice Complex

Mayor Wellington Webb will soon be gone, but he won’t be forgotten. Not when he’s left his size-thirteen footprints all over this city. Webb’s name will live on at the $130 million Wellington E. Webb Municipal Office Building, a stunning new structure draped around the old International-style Civic Center Annex…

Joy in Mudville

My next-door neighbor, a caring, creative and very patient man, ran for Denver City Council. On garbage day last week, his recycling bin held a tidy stack of now-obsolete campaign signs. Years of hopes and dreams, going out with the trash. But a political bid doesn’t always end with such…

Go Figure

Lying flat and helpless — as flat and helpless as Denver’s economy — alongside Speer Boulevard is a giant steel-and-fiberglass sculpture created by Jonathan Borofsky. But by the end of the month, and surely by the time the U.S. Conference of Mayors convenes here in early June to salute outgoing…

Satan Sheets

The devil got down at the Regency one Saturday night. By Monday morning, Maruca Salazar’s entire eighth-grade class was talking about it. “I arrived at school and found all my students with their eyes big and wide, all shuddering and totally talkative. ‘Did you hear what happened? Did you hear…

It Takes a Pillage

It’s so nice to see the government getting cozy with the media — embed together, as it were. “The side benefit, it seems to me, is there’s now a new generation of journalists who have had a chance to see firsthand what kind of people volunteer to put their lives…

The 7 Percent Solution

Denver’s in a world of hurt. The bad news came at Tuesday’s Mayor/ Council meeting. With the economy still scraping bottom, the city is now looking at a $50 million shortfall — which means a 7 percent cut in the 2004 budget. In a budget that was already whacked to…

My Dinner With Rummy

“We have seen mood swings in the media from highs to lows to highs and back again, sometimes in a single 24-hour period,” said Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld last Friday, doing a mean imitation of Dr. Phil as he kicked off that morning’s press briefing before a roomful of…

Mayberry, BFD

In Denver, no one’s separated by six degrees. Two, maybe. The connections are so close that back East, pollsters and political consultants marvel — and mourn over — Denver’s coziness. It’s Mayberry, they say. So when Ari Zavaras’s campaign dared to ask some negative questions about specific mayoral candidates –…

Shrine On

Not long after Brandy Duvall was murdered by a gang of Bloods in May 1997, a wooden cross appeared by U.S. Highway 6 mile marker 269.5, just above the riverbank where the fourteen-year-old girl, handcuffed and stabbed 28 times, had tried to climb to safety. Through the seasons, the cross…

The Smile High City

Will the last one to leave City Hall please turn out the lights? In these fiscally strapped times, there’s no reason to waste pennies on useless utilities. And besides, it’s only appropriate that Denver’s next mayor be left in the dark. The men and women who would be mayor are…

The Meter’s Running

No one lit a candle to mark the one-year anniversary of Denver’s world-class fiasco — but plenty of people are still feeling burned. On January 31, 2002, John Oglesby, then-director of parking management for the city, pronounced that in keeping with Denver’s status as a “world-class city,” the Department of…

House Calls

The sad parade keeps passing through the Colorado Legislature. College administrators losing departments, towns losing road projects, cancer patients losing critical treatments. It’s death by a thousand cuts. But the sorriest sight to date were the downtrodden developers, fresh from the biggest year in the history of homebuilding, now appealing…

It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World

As the only newspaper in town dedicated to printing the uncensored truth — every juicy, titillating, squirm-inducing, profane word of it — we eagerly awaited the moment when the 570 hot, hot office e-mails between Arapahoe County Clerk Tracy Baker (one of our 2002 Hall of Shame honorees) and his…

Time’s Up

Merry Christmas, Mayor Webb. In the mail you’ll find a check for $40 to cover the two parking tickets I picked up last week — my gift from city employees eager to make up Denver’s revenue shortfall. One was delivered at 9:05 a.m. (my meeting ran ten minutes past a…

That’s the Ticket

Last January, Denver considered itself such a “world-class” city that John Oglesby, director of the parking management division, announced an ambitious scheme to boost revenues by adding parking meters, raising rates and extending meter hours from 7 a.m. to 11 p.m. seven days a week — in keeping with Denver’s…

Embracing the Future

I am not a hugger. In fact, I am hugging-impaired. I come from a long line of women who, in photographs, stand identically, crossing our arms in a clear “no-trespassing” sign. I am working on this, but not particularly effectively. “You have an aversion, a reluctance to hug,” notes one…

Calamity Jane

The last time the big guns of the National Rifle Association came to town, the blood spilled at Columbine was barely dry. Mayor Wellington Webb had urged the group to cancel its annual convention set for Denver in early May 1999, and when the NRA came anyway, Governor Bill Owens…

Mr. Stanley, We Presume

You don’t need to listen to Congress’s only veterinarian to realize that all of the muck being thrown around in Colorado’s race for the U.S. Senate is nothing but manure. According to pollster Floyd Ciruli, voters are so turned off by the mud being flung in the multimillion-dollar media campaigns…

No-Tell Hotel

First Denver introduced Johns TV, the Channel 8 show featuring the least attractive supporting cast ever seen on television. Now it’s gone and prohibited frequent bedding changes. If it weren’t for the fact that the same Denver Water list banning promiscuous sheet-washing also rules out “washing impervious surfaces (sidewalks, driveways,…