(SANITY FAIR) In Syracuse, gay fans have to endure taunts of religious bigots exercising their First Amendment rights to get to the Carrier Dome.
It seems that each time we trudge up the hill to a Syracuse University basketball game at the Carrier Dome, there is more than one nasty wind blowing. I don’t mean the usual winter wind that slices at your face and turns the crowd into a huddled mass moving like hunting dogs with our faces pointed at the ground. That’s a familiar force of nature; we just pull our hoods tighter and keep on climbing.
It isn’t always endearing when Jim Boeheim has a temper tantrum.
It’s a weird feeling to watch a grown man shrieking and hollering and swearing in front of millions of people, especially when you realize it’s all about a game. And it’s an even weirder feeling to be surrounded by thousands of adults enjoying the old man’s tantrum.
The pieces fit together like an Olympic jigsaw puzzle
The sheer genius of it all. How could we have missed it?
It’s hard to stomach a farm bill that also trims food stamp benefits.
This week, some good-hearted local folks will go through an annual and eye-opening exercise of trying to live for seven days on food stamps. Among the lessons that participants in what is called the “SNAP challenge” reliably learn is this: You can’t live on food stamps.
The governor pushes millions toward needless stadiums and amphitheaters, instead of making education a priority.
Just one of the many maddening things about the ongoing drama over which corner of Onondaga County will be showered with Gov. Andrew Cuomo’s benevolence is the very notion that the governor is the one doing the giving. We should remember that the chief executive is not giving us anything: It’s our tax money, bonded money or both that has been in play all along, whether we are talking about a stadium at Kennedy Square or an amphitheater along the western shore of Onondaga Lake.
The secret Arena-gate deal hatched by the guv and SU gets derailed by Mayor Miner’s insistence for facts
There’s an old joke told about the Mexican politician who arrives in town during a campaign, descending from his helicopter with a blizzard of promises: “Vote for me, and I will put in a new school!” he says, and the people cheer. “Vote for me, and I will put in a new road!” More cheers. “Vote for me, and I will put in a new bridge.”
Diplomacy works where force of arms fail.
The bridge over the Hudson River at Fort Lee loomed large in last week’s political news, but the traffic jam on the George Washington Bridge won’t reverberate for long. And if we do remember the incident on that bridge, all that might be harmed are New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie’s presidential ambitions.
Keeping it real just might be the best response to society’s problems.
You know that sound: dead battery. You turn the key, and instead of the full-grown lion’s roar you were hoping to hear, you get the pitiful squeal that sounds like there’s a tiny baby seal yelping under the hood. Quickly you find yourself reduced to begging and pleading with an inanimate object. You turn your head to the left and lean forward against the steering wheel as you crank, hoping somehow that if you can hear the engine better, you will have greater chances of success.
Happy ‘News’ Year! Hopes and pure speculation for Say Yes, government and more in 2014.
This could be the year that Say Yes to Education becomes the game changer that its supporters have always claimed it would be. Since its introduction six years ago, the innovative program that promises college tuition to Syracuse city school students and support for all students striving to graduate has specialized in lowering expectations. As a result, its message has gotten muddled, critics multiplied and we are still waiting for that influx of parents to move to the city to take advantage of the Say Yes promise. In 2014, Say Yes will stop talking about collaboration as its greatest achievement. That’s like Scott Schafer telling us how great the Orange huddle is. As Say Yes reduces its funding for the schools, it should start a campaign to fearlessly promote Syracuse. Billboards will appear all across the Northeast asking this question: “Do you know that there is a town where you can buy a lovely four-bedroom home for $80,000 and send your kid to college for free? (Bring snow shovel).” City planners who seem to think we can repopulate the city with artists and retirees alone need to look at this market. Pricey urban areas across the mid-Atlantic region are loaded with debt-ridden young parents wondering how they will help their own kids succeed. Say Yes can drive them here and make Syracuse a Rust Belt success story. [caption id="attachment_4666" align="aligncenter" width="720"] Say Yes program/Michael Davis photo[/caption]
Don’t lose tradition and sincerity along the way
A woman I know well wished me a Happy Holiday during a phone conversation last week. She is someone who goes to church every Sunday, and anyone who knows her would call her a devout Christian. She knows that my family background is Catholic. So, why would she say Happy Holidays instead of invoking the spirit of the Christmas that we each knew our families would soon be celebrating?