Detroit has been on the verge of bankruptcy for several weeks now, and the buffoons on the city council continue to fiddle like Nero.
Three months ago, the city worked out a consent agreement with the state of Michigan to have an independent financial advisory board take the reins and straighten out the city's tangled and precarious finances. This avoided the sledgehammer policy of putting in place an autocratic emergency manager (allowed under a new state law, but something that would stir up a hornet's nest in Detroit for years to come). It also gave hope that fiscal sanity could be attained, however long it would take.
But Detroit's corporation counsel, Krystal Crittendon, sued to prevent the consent agreement from going into effect. She claimed the state owed Detroit for utility bills and revenue sharing funds it promised but didn't deliver. Her groundless claims were promptly tossed out by an Ingham County Circuit Court judge.
So Mayor Dave Bing, who's been a huge disappointment as a feckless leader (but at least is honest and respectable, unlike his thuggish predecessor), asked Crittendon to resign. She refused, and the city council refused to go along with firing her.
While that sideshow goes on, Bing has stated he will seek outside counsel from now on. (Indeed, he already did hire a private law firm — Miller, Canfield, Paddock and Stone — to represent the city as it worked out the consent agreement with the state.)
The stubborn Detroit City Council members and their loud, in-your-face supporters who turn out for public meetings are in denial about this basic fact: Detroit is broke, and if Gov. Rick Snyder is forced to appoint an emergency manager to take over the city's distressed finances, that will mean an even firmer grip than the financial advisory board would have had.
Further, the city's choices absent the financial advisory board or an emergency financial manager are bad, and the consequences will be unpleasant, to say the least. Either Detroit lays off scores of public workers to cut spending, worsening already poor service delivery, or the city files for bankruptcy. The latter scenario, in addition to further tarnishing the Motor City's image in the national media, would lead to higher long-term borrowing costs.
Put another way, it's not like the obstinate rabble-rousers who loath the state's involvement in their city's finances have any kind of bargaining chip with which to negotiate, let alone a logical, rational and feasible plan for fiscal recovery.
So Detroit is paying a corporate counsel AND a private law firm to do things the corporate counsel does not want to do (and some members of city council do not want her to do). Just asking: How did Mayor Bing hire this outside law firm without getting city council approval to spend the money to pay their fees? It gets curiouser and curiouser.
BETTER LATE THAN NEVER — Due to a crazy schedule in recent weeks, I've been late to the game with some of my commentary, and irregular with my posts. Here's another late acknowledgement, but one I thought important to post: R.I.P. to two great men who passed away in recent weeks: author Ray Bradbury and World War II hero Robert Slaughter.
Bradbury, author of "Fahrenheit 451" and "The Martian Chronicles," died June 5 in Los Angeles at 91. Not only was he an extraordinarily gifted writer and commentator; he was the consummate gentleman.
Slaughter was a D-Day veteran and died June 15 at 87 in Roanoke, Va. A 6-foot-5-inch giant of a man, his heart and patriotism were as large as his stature. He was instrumental in raising money and support for the National D-Day Memorial in Bedford, Va. The small town in the Blue Ridge mountains was an appropriate location since 23 of the 35 "Bedford Boys" died during the D-Day invasion 68 years ago. My brother gave me an autographed copy of Slaughter's excellent book, "Omaha Beach and Beyond — the Long March of Sergeant Bob Slaughter." Check it out if you are so inclined.
INDEPENDENCE DAY — No, I'm not talking about July 4; just contemplating the day this week when the U.S. Supreme Court strikes down the flagrantly unconstitutional, so-called "Affordable Care Act," aka Obamacare. That day will provide us with some independence gained from an overbearing, overreaching government run by arrogant, know-it-all progressives whose real-world experience is limited to delusional ivory tower fantasies and left-wing think tank legerdemain.
This week will be my final week of taking a demanding night class on a compressed schedule while working full-time, so if the Supremes rule on Obamacare Monday, I may not be able to comment until Tuesday night or Wednesday. But I would strongly encourage my esteemed co-blogger, K.N. McBride, to post his "two-cents-worth" the same day of the ruling. I can hardly wait to see the lame spinning going on by the administration's desperate talking heads. It's almost getting to the point where I feel sorry for them. Almost.
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