More money for lifeguards?
Does the Minneapolis Park Board really need $50,000 for “more lifeguard hours at city beaches” in 2011 budget? Really?? For the first time in memory our kids had FUN last summer at Lake Harriet snorkeling, tubing, and, God forbid, water guns without being disciplined by bullhorn. Put the money toward plowing my street faster and let the kids have fun at the lake.
Can’t buy holiday happiness
I just wanted to send you a quick thank you for [Jim Walsh’s] piece about not relating.
Somehow I thought it was just me, wondering who all these people buying cars/diamonds for their near and dear were. Because it is certainly not me, or anyone I know.
I have my ’96 VW chugging along, making it through the snow, heating still working. It is rusty, but a runner, so I can’t complain.
It just seems like they are trying to set everyone up for a miserable year of comparing gifts and worth. And it can’t be measured with big red bows.
Praise for ‘Wild City’ column
Thank you for Mary Jean Port’s column “Darkness and Light.” The quality and depth of the writing were the first hints that drew me in.
Then Mary Jean’s willingness to “tell the world” that when she was in her 30s, “still trying to imagine myself into my life,” she lay on the bed gazing out the window at the sky. She admits she lay there for hours, and “watched the afternoon light ever so gradually dim to dusk, then to semi-dark, then to dark.”
For hours she lay in bed and watched. Was this in December? The month of mad shopping, with the added wildness of 17 inches on the ground and more coming! What about moving her car this side and that? What about the children of the Sudan, at least?
Mary Jean, in her 30s, had the need to be contemplative in a world of whirlwinds. She said, “I could say that lying there put me in touch with my animal nature … mostly I was in touch that day with how accessible peace actually is, if I can only open myself to it.”
What if we all had the courage to lay down for a day and allow peace to settle in our bones?
Irked by property tax spikes
I moved to my little cottage house in October, 2006. This has been a very expensive endeavor that continues.
Evidently, I bought when the market was at it height. I wonder about that, for the prices were also going down. I would have to make this house livable, as there was much work that was needed. I did make some small improvements, but never expanded this little house. Yet, my taxes went up, I believe every year since I have lived here.
I find it unbelievable that when a person improves their property and do what is right — they are penalized. Again, I was really stunned when I opened the tax proposal for 2011. My taxes went up 17.9 percent!
This is outrageous, especially in these hard economical times, inflation that keeps getting worse, good paying jobs are scarce or outsourced, people are stressed to the max and stretched to the max.
Worst of all, is the government waste. And, many of the wealthy that have created their own tax havens, because they know how and have the connections to avoid paying certain taxes. Why hasn’t this been addressed?
There is a solution, but being taxed to death isn’t one of them. I called and complained about my own taxes. The value of my house has gone down and my taxes raised 17.9 percent. So, I have called and sent an e-mail. Power to the people. Let our people be free from oppression and depression.