Reason #43,809 not to live in Detroit

I used to live near there, work there, and go to school there? Now I know why Dad was so furious when I went to that city. He would say, "I can't believe you are throwing you money at that [forsaken] city."

Here is a recent article from the Detroit News:

Less than a day after it opened, the Mexicantown Bagley Avenue Pedestrian Bridge was vandalized, Michigan Department of Transportation officials said 


Numerous individuals have "tagged" the $5 million bridge with spray paint and used knives to carve into a wooden bench in the middle of the span. Others signed their names with pens and magic markers on the bench, officials said. 


In fact, an MDOT employee's video camera caught one woman as she used a colored pen to scrawl on a bench in the middle of the 400-foot-long bridge. 


"Yes, it was me," said Oneita Jackson, a copy editor at the Detroit Free Press and author of Sunday's "O Street" blog. 


"I did it. If you see a person with a green pen ... dressed in black slacks and a red top, that's me. I was excited about the event and wanted to put my name on it." 


Jackson eventually put away the marker and said "Oh, I guess I shouldn't be doing this," the tape showed. As a blogger, she has written about her efforts as a mom to raise her 16-year-old son and encourage citizens to be more patient and civil.

WHAT?! First, a 5 million dollar bridge there? Really? We are talking a huge waste of money.
Second, a Free Press Editor?! She should be fired.

Here is the link to her sorry apology/excuse. The Free Press should let me blog for them. What a disgrace. And if you think this is an isolated incident. You are mistaken. This is a person, with a PUBLIC JOB, and a job telling others how to LIVE in that city... what a shame, and what a disgrace. The liberal masses really is the blind leading the blind.

Here is an excerpt from her "apology":

Was I ashamed? Yes. Did I think it would go away? Yes. I hoped it would and I wouldn’t have to deal with it.


But I have to deal with it now; I wouldn’t be writing about it right now if that reporter hadn’t called me, seeking comment.


I make a living running my big mouth telling people how they should behave. I cannot be Oneita Big Silent now. I have to answer to Detroit -- and to my son.

I returned to the pedestrian bridge Friday to look for my name on the bench and was surprised to see that it was gone. So were other names. I went to the welcome center and told the women there what I had done. They asked what kind of pen I had used and told me Wednesday’s rain probably washed it away.


It might have washed my name away, but it cannot wash away how stupid I feel.


I apologize.

Wow... speechless. Read the rest here Nevermind, I don't even want to give her blog traffic.