NewsWorks reports that the union which represents PGW’s employees will oppose selling the gas utility to a private owner.
Even in a union-dominated town like Philly, it’s hard to generate a lot of enthusiasm or sympathy for Transport Workers Local 234.
The union — which may be striking soon — has a few things going against it. SEPTA workers aren’t (ahem) always highly thought of in Philly anyway. They’re fighting for benefits, paid by us, that few of us would get in our own private sector lives. And when push comes to shove, the union’s trump card is to make you and me — the commuting and driving public — feel as much pain as possible. That’s what the strike is designed to do, after all.
We’re the hostage in these negotiations. It’s bound to produce some antagonism.
This video from SEPTA’s Route 66 bus in Philadelphia is currently making the rounds on Facebook. Shot on Thursday, it appears to show an extremely disoriented woman severely neglecting her child (the young girl calls her mama at least twice). Read more »
One of the cruel things about gentrification is that it can be like wanting someone who doesn’t want you back. Those who face the impact of gentrification have an unrequited love with a neighborhood that changes right before their eyes, only to do tell them that things are different now.
It’s not you, it’s me.
The building uncertainty, insecurity, change and devastation involved in gentrification is like a real estate break up that leaves former partners, who once grew together, standing on opposite sides as the other moves on to become a bigger, better (and probably greener) pasture.
A couple of things to know about this weekend:
• Daylight savings begins! Spring your clock forward an hour on Saturday night, so that when you wake up the next day you’ll be tired, groggy and disoriented! But hey, an extra hour of sun at the end of the day!
• The weather on Saturday might not suck:
It’s enough to bring tears to our eyes. So: Damn John Bolaris to hell for this bit of forecasting:
So, which Tom Corbett are we voting for this November?
Is it the governor who slashed education, cut benefits to Pennsylvania’s neediest families, and tried to make pure destitution — as opposed to mere impoverishment — the standard for receiving food stamps? Or is it the white knight who, when the food stamp program was threatened by federal cuts, this week suddenly and unexpectedly rode to the rescue?
I’d maybe vote for one of those guys. But probably not the other.
The Inquirer reports Mayor Nutter and Governor Corbett will join Archbishop Chaput in visiting the Vatican later this month, to begin preparations for the World Meeting of Families, a gathering of hundreds of thousands of Catholics that will next be held in Philly in 2015. Pope Francis is expected to attend that event.
The words “Harrisburg” and “intrigue” are pretty much antithetical these days. Philadelphia’s relationship to the yawning capital consists mostly of being outraged at the governor, while taking occasional breaks to cackle mirthfully when he makes a gaffe. He is an evil buffoon, we are Rachel Maddow, and the show is on perpetual repeat.
Enter the Chimera of state politics, the three-headed monster that threatens to devour itself in its quest for Philadelphia delegation supremacy. The cast of characters: superstar 35-year-old Center City representative Brian Sims; his former boss, felled opponent, and now, primary challenger Babette Josephs; his colleague and recent antagonist, Northeast Philadelphia stalwart Mark Cohen.
The plot: Sims turns against several fellow House Democrats, including Cohen, endorsing their primary opponents. Shortly thereafter, Babette Josephs, the sweet 73-year-old lady you see walking her doggie in Fitler Square who lost a bitter political cage match to Sims two years ago, announces she’s coming out of retirement to challenge him in the primary. Amidst all this, Sims goes on an epic, unfiltered Facebook rant against Cohen in which he accuses the 64-year-old of having performance-crippling dementia.