We’re really not much of a protesting city. I think that’s a good thing. It argues, first, that people have better things to do with their time, and, second, that they think that doing those other things is more valuable to them than fighting over choice cuts of filleted tax-payer Downtown. As bad as the City government of Phoenix might be, it’s not so bad that it can draw a crowd of enraged spoils-seekers. How lucky for us.
So there are three signal outcomes from the battle over the mostly free-market hotel that threatened the structural integrity of an antique warehouse Downtown:
First, the planned protest drew about 150 marchers out of a Valley population of more than three million.
Second, the mostly-entrepreneurs are free to proceed with their project, provided they are willing to throw a couple of bones to the 150 marchers, who vow to be dissatisfied no matter what.
Third, the mostly free-market hotel is going to look like this:
It will be built out of all-white Legos and will be erected in the lower-left-hand corner of the cover of a science-fiction novel.
Seriously, there’s no accounting for taste, and I think we can be pretty sure the building won’t actually look like this in any case.
But: Yikes!
