Why the City of Seattle Can’t Budget

Seattle in stormy weather (Photo: MvB)

I have to admit to a bait-and-switch here. I realize that with a headline like that, you expect to be told why the City of Seattle can’t budget. But–and here is where things get very devious indeed–my thesis is that most likely you already know why. So the real reason that the city keeps facing deficits is not because leaders simply don’t know how, but because they correctly understand that the populace would rather they dither than decide on a less reversible course.

If the economic siege is going to lift, then it makes sense to keep Seattle poised to take advantage of that. If the economy has reset, and the current boom-fed structure is unsustainable, then it makes sense to act more radically, to reorganize the “city walls,” so to speak. But Seattle is a confusion of people, and at any given time, some thirty percent agree on anything.

Functionally, the city is not allowed to run a deficit, which removes some of its short-term flexibility. Seattle is dependent on funding from state and county governments, and–things being tough all over–leadership all over has been practicing the exact same kind of budget strategy: that of kicking the can into the next budget biennium, when things hopefully will have turned around. In fact, things have not, and it has made it impossible for local governments to accurately anticipate where their particular can will land.

Part of Governor Gregoire’s most recent $2-billion budget cut includes $91 million in monies normally shared with the state’s counties and cities. Everywhere, you see talk of the lowering tide sinking all boats: Seattle’s budget director Beth Goldberg echoes the state’s chief economist Arun Raha when she blames “the federal debt-ceiling debate, European debt crisis, and plunge in the stock market” for expecting $4.3 million less in revenue for 2011 and 2012.

But as Publicola points out, that’s just the tip of the looming city-services iceberg: “Next year’s projection pales, however, in comparison to projected shortfalls in 2013 and 2014, when deficits are projected at $39.4 million and just over $44 million, respectively.” While just about everyone can think of a few things in the city budget that represent “staggering waste,” they have a much harder time persuading a majority of their position. One person’s tough-but-necessary budget axe is another’s executioner’s blade.

Advocates of “small government” may cheer the results in principle,but the practical fact is that creating a smaller government in a recession pours gas on the unemployment fire: “The industry hardest hit by the job losses was government, losing 10,800 jobs as budget cuts led to paring of an estimated 6,100 jobs in local education and 4,700 jobs in state education,” reported the Puget Sound Business Journal in October. In contrast, a booming aerospace industry added 1,000 jobs. That’s the wrong ratio.

For some reason, when the short-term effects of laying off government workers are calculated, you are typically not provided with the counterbalancing costs in unemployment insurance, government aid, and reduced tax revenue, not to mention the longer-term unemployment effects, such as repossession and foreclosure. Given the recession’s historic lengths of unemployment, this is not trivial. Property taxes fund an enormous amount of services.

Though Seattle is fortunately positioned (with hiring in aerospace, software, online retail), it’s also true that it’s increasingly expensive to live in the area. Seattlepi.com reports on a University of Washington study that claims: “For a family of two adults and two young kids in Seattle, the cost of living grew by 13 percent since 2009. For a single person with no kids, making ends meet is now 19 percent more expensive.” In East King County, the most expensive area, “a single parent of two young kids” spends $65,690 on basic needs: housing, food, child care, health care.

That’s without, Sightline underscores, in their more in-depth treatment of cost of living study: “the additional costs of any comforts such as savings, vacations, cable TV, or the occasional restaurant meal.”

Sightline breaks it down:

Over the last decade, taxes for that average 3-person Washington family have risen by 28 percent. Compare that to the cost of housing (up 37 percent), food (up 41 percent), childcare (up 44 percent), health care (up 75 percent) and other necessities like clothing, shoes, telephone service, and household goods (up 40 percent).

That’s the kind of thing that makes it difficult to pass new taxes to deal with plunging revenues. The actual impact of the taxes may be smaller than all else, but struggling people can say no to new taxes. They can’t say no to cost of living increases, except to relocate. And relocating to an area of higher unemployment carries its own expenses and risks.

For the moment, all we have for comfort is the knowledge that if things truly can’t go on this way, they won’t.

The Central District Jumps the Shark

For better or worse, The Central District is not what it used to be. Signs have been legion: Scenester hangout The Twilight Exit moving to 25th and Cherry. A family-friendly pizza shop claiming the corner of 29th and Jackson–just a block from the putative home of one of the more active street gangs left, the Deuce Eights. And, down the hill on Jackson, the bakery for dogs.

But there has been nothing like this. As I summarized to a few Seattle ex-pats now in New York, here’s the gist: A new bar is opening on 23rd and Union. It will be “a vegetarian-focused bar and grill” with a stated theme of “urban brothel, but not too westerny.”

My friends had these responses:

“I know what each of those words mean but have no idea what their description means.”

“Grab a healthy bite with your newfound riches from Collins Gold Exchange.”

“I want my mommy.” *rocks slowly back and forth*

Due to poor urban planning, the Central District does not have a notable central gathering place or business district. The intersection of 23rd and Union is as close as it gets. Most of the action is on the east side of 23rd. On the south corner, a strip mall type development holds a liquor store, a post office, and a variety of businesses. The north side has always been dedicated to food.

On the corner is a fast food spot. When I was in elementary school, it was a Church’s Fried Chicken. (Which smelled great when the school bus rolled by). Then it became a Taco Bell. When I was in high school, it was a “B’s Beefy Burgers,” perfect for the limited lunch budgets of teenagers. Then I went off to college and I’m not sure what happened, but when I moved back it was a Philadelphia Cheese Steak–until January 30, 2008, when the restaurant’s owner, an Ethiopian immigrant, was shot and killed there. The space just reopened last month as Beehive Bakery, to generally positive reviews.

Just east of the fast food spot, since 1986, has been Thompson’s Point of View, a soul/Southern food establishment. But the owner died last year, and the restaurant closed in September. Now it will become The Neighbor Lady, the aforementioned vegetarian bar, brought to you by the owner of the Twilight Exit.

So, future Seattle historians, I’m about to sum up “The Central District, 1986-2011” in one sentence for you. The northeast corner of 23rd and Union was, in 1986, home to a fried chicken joint and a soul food restaurant. Now it hosts a kosher-certified bakery and a bar for vegetarians. Cancel the dissertation, that pretty much says it all.

Will Runless Mariners Be Fishing for a 285-Pounder?

Safeco Field, behind the CLink (Photo: MvB)

Today is the first day that major league baseball teams can sign free agents who played for other teams last year. There are few teams that need other teams’ players more than your Seattle Mariners.

In 2011, for the second consecutive season, the Mariners scored fewer runs than every other team in major league baseball, averaging just 3.43 per game. Runs, in baseball, being what business consultants call a “key success factor,” this is something the team needs to fix.

So the Mariner fan’s lustful eye immediately turns to the jewel of the 2012 free agent class, Milwaukee Brewers first baseman Prince Fielder. The youngest player ever to hit 50 home runs, Fielder already has 230 in his career–and, at 27, is just entering what are generally considered the prime seasons of a hitter’s career. Despite his 285-lb frame, Fielder is not prone to injury, having played at least 157 games in the past six seasons. And he is the full hitting package, combining power with the ability to get on-base. The Mariners haven’t had a hitter like Fielder since Edgar Martinez’ prime years. Not coincidentally, the Mariners haven’t made the playoffs since Edgar Martinez’ prime years.

Fielder will be insanely expensive. The Phillies’ Ryan Howard signed a 5-year, $125-million contract last season, and Fielder is a better and younger player. A $30-million-per-year deal is probable. (Perhaps certain new Central District restaurants will lure Fielder, a vegetarian, to Seattle).

Fielder isn’t worth it–not for the Mariners, says USS Mariner’s Dave Cameron. Cameron argues that the Mariners’ are so talent-deficient, adding one player doesn’t make them a contending team. Cameron advocates a blockbuster trade for the Reds’ Joey Votto–who will make just $9.5 million next season.

The big question is, how much money do the Mariners have to spend? The payroll has hovered around $95 million for the past three seasons, and with attendance declining, the recession continuing, and 1/3-minority owner Chris Larson’s financial struggles, it’s difficult to imagine that you’ll see payroll increase. The Mariners already have $59.5 million committed to current players–to seven current players. As a major league roster consists of 40 players, that gives the M’s around $35 million to sign 33 more players–spend $30 million on Fielder and he’ll have to play alongside volunteers.

Of course, Mariner ownership may be willing to bump up payroll as an investment to staunch the team’s declining attendance (the 2011 team drew less than two million fans, the lowest number in 16 years). We can’t know, the organization is notoriously tight-lipped.

More likely than not, the Mariners will follow the strategy of the past few seasons–acquiring less-coveted players and hoping for a rebound season. It’s a strategy that has worked in the past (Bret Boone, Jose Guillen), but has flopped the past two years (Casey Kotchman, Jack Cust, Eric Brynes). One intriguing candidate along these lines is Carlos Beltran, who slugged .525 in his first full season since 2008. At 34, he’s on the downside of his career, but he would represent an immediate upgrade to the offense. One thinks of Lance Berkman, another stellar hitter on the decline, who signed a one-year contract before the 2011 season and helped lead the St. Louis Cardinals to a World Series title.

Ichiro Suzuki (Photo: MvB)

What does the Mariners’ map to a 2012 World Series title look like? There are a lot of seemingly unfordable rivers and impenetrable forests. The M’s will need a rebound season from Ichiro, who is due to make $18 million. They will need a breakout season from their melange of young hitters–Mike Carp, Justin Smoak, Casper Wells. And they will need an unexpected bounce-back season from whatever veterans they sign in free agency. Plus the pitching to continue being stellar.

Still, when I found out I was getting an upgrade on my season tickets (two sections closer to home plate, two rows down) on Thursday, I pronounced myself “excited.” Excited for what, I’m not sure. Despite the dismal decade I and other Mariner fans have endured, hope seems to be a renewable resource.

Finally, a Midsummer Night’s Dream with Teeth

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Todd Jefferson Moore as Nick Bottom and Amy Thone as Titania (Photo: John Ulman)

Christine Marie Brown as Lysandra and Allison Strickland as Hermia (Photo: John Ulman)

Christine Marie Brown as Lysandra, Trick Danneker as Demetrius, and Allison Strickland as Hermia (Photo: John Ulman)

Gordon Carpenter as Snout, Todd Jefferson Moore as Nick Bottom, Riley Neldam as Francis Flute, and Kevin McKeon as Peter Quince (Photo: John Ulman)

Chris Ensweiler as Puck and Reginald André Jackson as Oberon (Photo: John Ulman)

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You don’t need me to tell you how good Seattle Shakespeare Co.’s production of Midsummer Night’s Dream (through November 13 at the Intiman; tickets) is. Broadway World calls it “HOT!” The Seattle Times rummages through its thesaurus for “phantasmagorical.” “Excellent and humorous,” says TeenTix. “Merely good,” qualifies The Stranger.

A recurring theme in most reviews is that there’s nothing mustily Elizabethan about this Sheila-Daniels-directed work; without making a “concept” out of it, Daniels has updated Midsummer‘s personality. The magical forest seems to hold refugees from Burning Man. The runaway lovers are looking for a place that will marry two women. Daniels lets the audience do the rest, form what connections it may, rather than offer a justification. That alone–devising a way to stage Shakespeare without baggage–makes the show stand out, even though it doesn’t have the acting firepower of SSC’s Hamlet.

This subtlety (to show, rather than tell) is backed up by set designs from Andrea Bryn Bush and costumes from Jennifer Zeyl–though Bush struggles to fill the Intiman stage on, I think, the SSC budget, you see enough to know what she’s after: knotted and gnarled trees, shadowy nooks and crannies. Zeyl’s “cloak” for Oberon is a masterstroke, a cross between a net and actual camouflage netting that turns Oberon into something misshapen, undefined, that your eyes can’t quite pick out. Ben Zamora’s lighting is a study in unsettling murk, and Robertson Witmer fills the air with strange voices and music.

The problem with Midsummer, in a way, is that you eventually have to leave the forest, and head back to squaresville (i.e., Athens). Again, very much like your time at Burning Man. Here, squaresville gains in stature, though, because that’s where Lysandra (Christine Marie Brown) and Hermia (Allison Strickland) would like to be married. It’s true that Daniels’ textual sex-change operation (Lysander to Lysandra) changes the play’s dynamics–Shakespeare was musing about the course of love, its fixations and inconstancy–but it pays off so well this way, you hear the play with fresh ears.

While the two are capable actors, I didn’t see that much chemistry between Strickland and Brown. Of the four young lovers, it’s Terri Weagant’s Helena who steals the show. I am a long-time Weagant booster–she’s hilarious, I love the way her voice cracks in self-doubt and disbelief at each new horror life has to offer, and her white-wine take (no caressing each syllable for an “Ah, Shakespeare!” epiphany). When Demetrius (the lanky, snappish Trick Danneker), ensorcelled, proclaims his love, you can tell Helena just can’t process this fresh horseshit.

Theseus (stern-yet-amiable Mike Dooly) and Hippolyta (a mostly line-less but assured Qadriyyah Shabazz) are the canoodling ruling-but-not-that-royal couple, but it’s the gang of “rude mechanicals” who tumble onto stage every so often that seem to have everything figured out. They don’t, of course, but this gang of amateur thespians is blessedly unaware of their limitations. Chief among them is Todd Jefferson Moore, in every way. His Nick Bottom is transcendent, but not immanent. Nothing remains within, all is spoken. It’s poetry.

Bottom’s ass-romance with Titania is the best thing about Amy Thone’s performance. Moore is literally chewing the scenery, but Thone has no trouble staying with him–her physicality is as expressive as anything she says. But you can see that Thone doesn’t have much investment in the fairy queen’s “humbling,” when Oberon (a compellingly offbeat Reginald Andre Jackson) *YOINKS* the child she was looking after away. What’s it all mean? I couldn’t see that anyone understood it. Jackson’s Oberon had a much tighter relationship with Puck (Chris Ensweiler), a yelping, echolalic, feral spirit who startled the crap out of the people he appeared in front of in the audience.

Ensweiler’s portrayal may be one of the best Pucks I’ve seen, and Puck is a much-trodden path. But usually you don’t think Puck would actually bite you, and here you do. Just as, generally, you don’t think a Shakespeare play will feel rough and wild (though it may act like it). When the fairies come out of the trees in this Midsummer, you shrink back a little, because they are not your friends.

It’s For the Kids! Children’s Seattle Gets $65 Million in Gifts

The news broke on Halloween (no, not the costume-tantrums post) that Seattle Children’s Hospital had pulled off one of the largest trick-or-treats ever. The hospital announced that it had received two gifts totaling $65 million. One, from an anonymous donor, was for $50 million from an estate, to support pediatric research at Seattle Children’s Research Institute.

Another $15 million came from  Mrs. Jean Reid of Bellevue, causing us to take back all the unkind things we’ve ever said about the Eastside. Reid’s gift is directed toward the Children’s Bellevue Urgent Care Clinic, advanced nurse training, and the “greatest needs” of Children’s Bellevue Clinic and Surgery Center. ($1 million is an outright gift, and the remaining $14 million comes from the Reid estate.)

Notes Children’s: “Robert and Jean Reid have been very committed to nursing education throughout the years, having supported scholarships for undergraduate and graduate students at the University of Washington School of Nursing. They also donated to the University of Washington School of Nursing to establish the school’s first endowed deanship: the Robert G. and Jean A. Reid Endowed Deanship in Nursing.”

They also would like you to know that “Children’s serves as the pediatric and adolescent academic medical referral center for the largest landmass of any children’s hospital in the country (Washington, Alaska, Montana and Idaho).” And you probably shouldn’t let your two-year-old play with your iPad that much. Even if the video may go viral on YouTube.