There are things I’m supposed to be doing besides agonizing over Michael Bloomberg. It only makes me feel slightly better to realize that everyone else is agonizing too: now that he’s an Independent, will he run? Will 2008 be a joke that begins, “So an Italian New Yorker (R), a WASP New Yorker (D), and a short Jewish billionaire New Yorker (I) walk into a bar. Who do you want to have a beer with? SUCK IT UP, MIDWESTERNERS: YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE”?
Personally, I’m glad Bloomie (no relation except via the Global Conspiracy) has turned all (I) on us. He was always too good for the stodgy gay-bashers and immigrant-hating Scrooges of the GOP; and now it’s like he’s giving those of us who like him so much license to continue without feeling dirty. You know what I like about Bloomie? Congestion pricing — I’ve walked by three car accidents recently, not counting the one that nearly took down Mr. Ben’s best man. Get the cars off the streets of Manhattan!
Also thanks to Bloomie: no trans fat lurking in the french fries and no smoking in the bars. He’s working on schools and affordable housing and he gives off the sense that if he were running the damn 9/11 monument project the ribbon would be cut already. To me, he combines sensible “big government” policies with intelligent mad managerial skillz, and he does it without incurring the wrath of the unions or the ACLU.
Not that I would vote for him for President in 08. My eyes are not that starry. We need a big D in office, if only for the symbolism. But hang in there, Bloomie — maybe in ’12? ’16?
Meanwhile, I need thoughts of ’08 to distract me from August 07, which is like a giggly little kid crouching behind a door ready to jump out and yell, “Boo!” This weekend I’m going to be Bachlorette-ing with four of my oldest female friends (they knew me when I was angry and bitter!) at a lakehouse in the Catskills. It will be fantastic. We will kayak and go see waterfalls and cook food and talk about our sex lives and reminisce about how I used to be angry and bitter before I had a sex life and oops family members sometimes read this blog. Well, anyway. I’m going to be an honest woman soon, or some feminist approximation thereof.
This chicks-only getaway was one of the few concrete wedding-related things I really wanted. I am super excited. Thinking about the wedding itself makes me palpitate a little bit — walking down an aisle? Really? How surreal. Will everyone be crying? Will I? How will I NOT be crying? — but this trip, and the 2-week trip to Tokyo & Hokkaido that Mr. Ben and I are planning for early September, are much easier to fathom.
errrrgh. I like a lot of things bloomberg has done too (especially on the practical environmentalism side), but his commandeering of the school system is not one of them. on the one hand I applaud his sense of responsibility for education — but on the other hand he approaches education in a way that is frighteningly similar to bush. he is all about the standardized testing culture and treating schools like corporations. I can see how it would look good on a superficial level from the outside, but I just don’t believe that “the climate of accountability,” or what that word has come to stand for, is good for actual LEARNING (much less social justice & civil rights).
I like that we have an independent mayor now, though. that’s pretty awesome.