I’d been meaning to check out the article in the New York Times T Magazine about my new stomping ground, if only for the pictures, which a friend mentioned would be rather interesting to see. The accompanying piece started as I was afraid it would:
“Washington, D.C., is many things — the center of the universe, the destination of all political protests, the site of some spectacularly balmy, mosquito-free nights every fall. But hip? Get real.”
Gulp. But it went on:
“Still — the white men in blue suits have suddenly woken up to discover that the gate-crashers have not only broken into their old boys’ clubs but are starting to run the show. Nancy Pelosi tore down one wall in January when she became speaker of the House, and Clinton and Barack Obama are fighting over which one of them might get to tear down the next one.”
Ok, slightly more promising…and it gets better…
“…after waiting decades for some of its blighted neighborhoods to amount to something other than block after block of boarded-up abandonment, Washington is buzzing with energy.”
The article was published the day before I got here, so maybe my timing is just about right. Coincidence? I think not.