Again, something with which to occupy your time while we wait on return calls ...
This time, it's a New York Post piece that ran a couple of days back from a local scribe of note who writes that no way, no how would he move to New York City, even if they do have real bagels. It's been e-mailed and re-mailed to me about a dozen times in the last couple of hours; I blame city officials who love this piece -- because, hey, it just might work better than a few free iPhones.
Mayor Michael Bloomberg laid it out after the census beat-down. "Unless we make this an attractive state to do business in and to live in, people are going to continue to move out," he said. "We have to reverse that trend."
It's no sweat for 10-figure-net-worth Bloomberg to say his city and state overtax. It's worth perspiring when professionals who earn into six figures give New York City the finger to live large in Dallas, Atlanta or Phoenix.
And forget the idea that a place like Dallas is all belt buckles, mechanical bulls and failed savings and loans. My house -- 2,200 square feet for under $280,000 with schools that are among the state's highest-rated -- is 3.6 miles from a Barneys New York, Versace and plenty of other luxury shops. We've got our share of restaurants sporting $50 veal entrees. We've got $354 million worth of brand-spanking-new arts venues, a killer sculpture center and a football stadium big enough to create its own weather. Plus we've got the world's third-busiest airport with nonstops to 140 cities.
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