Happy Christmas, or . . . !

Happy Christmas! Happy whatever you celebrate – or, happy moments, with no particular celebration!

I grew up celebrating Christmas. Given our living-room’s high ceiling, trimming the tree (with wonderful ornaments, some sent from Germany or Japan by my father’s sister, married to a career Army man) was a feat. Since my father, raised Jewish, was an atheist, our Christmases weren’t deeply religious. Some years, if there were no guests and she’d had only one or two cocktails, my mother went to Midnight Mass at the Episcopal Church.

I’m still a sucker for the great Christmas movies, from It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) and It Happened on Fifth Avenue (1947) to Love Actually (2003). Holiday Affair (1949), too. I could write a whole column about Christmas films. A column on It Happened on Fifth Avenue. Even Miracle on 34^th Street (1947?) has me rooting for Santa Claus.

The Christmas spirit spawns a changed world, with folks joyous (or soon reminded to be), generous (some after ghostly prodding), and less intent on profits, power, and position. I suppose expecting all that from us more days of the year is as naive as believing in Santa Claus.

Leveling and compassion underlie The Christmas Story. A humble family seeking shelter, not realizing that their son would grow into a great benefactor of the human race, is the kind of underdog story we can’t resist. (It resonates more during great migrations.) Its hero, Jesus, repeatedly warns the rich and powerful that they’ll find it hard to enter heaven, and asks that we treat poor strangers as we would treat him. Amen!

I’m a curmudgeon. For a long time, I resented Christmas celebrations. I was distracted from its essence by the hypocrisy of its celebrants and the greed of corporations pushing Christmas to increase profits. Maybe the boy who’d trimmed those tall trees each Christmas resented the failure of later Christmases to measure up; and the man who recalled Christmas with love was too depressed by whatever love affair had failed most recently. “But, yo, man, it wasn’t Christmas’s fault!”

This column will appear on Christmas morning. Whatever your personal trials, fears, and disappointments, take a quiet moment and let the true spirit of Christmas speak to you, from somewhere inside. It is not, of course, about showiness, pride, or being seen to be pious. It’s about letting yourself breathe, with love and gratitude. As Marilynne Robinson points out in the New York Review of Books, the more we learn of our universe, the more clearly we recognize that nowhere else we’ve found has the conditions that could support even microbial life. Let alone us!

Whether you credit Sky Woman, the water-beetle, Jehovah, Allah, Begochiddy, Brahma, or Mother Nature, this Earth is something special. To cling to the edge of it for an ant-sized moment is a rare privilege. Both Science and Christmas say, let’s soften our focus on the unfairness and bad fortune we’ve experienced, or resentment that a parent or boss prefers a sibling or co-worker, and keep uppermost in our minds and hearts our rare good fortune to be here at all.

Christ teaches, “Turn the other cheek!” Buddhism suggests we treat hatred, anger, or intolerance aimed at us as a chalice of poison the hater offers us. It’s unfortunate. WE can choose whether or not to drink it down, and let the poison spread inside you.

I say, I wish you the best.

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[The above column appeared Sunday, 25 De\cember 2022, in the Las Cruces Sun-News, as well as on the newspaper’s website ("Wishing You the Happiest of Celebrations") and KRWG's website. A related radio commentary will air during the week on KRWG (90.7 FM) and on KTAL (101.5 FM / http://www.lccommunityradio.org/) and be available on both stations’ websites.]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To Preserve or Not to Preserve? Henry Trost's Las Cruces Country Club

I find myself listening to both sides regarding possible preservation of the Henry Trost-designed former Las Cruces Country Club.

We destroy meaningful historical structures in the name of “progress” far too often. We should consider the options carefully before allowing demolition, if we legally can. (I favored buying the country club land and building when that was available in 2012.)

The building matters because it was designed by El Paso’s world-renowned Trost & Trost and is unique among the Trost structures still standing. (Among them: Albuquerque and El Paso high schools, buildings at NMSU and UTEP, and hotels in Socorro, NM, Marathon, TX, and Douglas, AZ.)

But although Cruces is quite solvent, spending public funds on this would be a value judgment among competing public goods, such as public housing, better pay and training for police, gaining some control over police misconduct, improving our library system, more public restrooms and pickleball courts, and protecting small businesses.. Evaluating this issue in that context, rather than an automatic thumbs up or thumbs down, makes sense.

A wild card (inconvenient for us preservationists) is the building’s use as a country club, into which many in a largely Hispanic town, may not have been allowed. I doubt many Blacks were, although its last president was Afro-American. (Most country clubs barred Jews, but Klein and Freudenthal helped found this one.) Would we be preserving a symbol of exclusion? How much weight should we give that factor? Was this country club mostly “white Anglos only!” For that matter, were unmarried women eligible to join? Were wealthy Hispanics, but not Blacks?

How many who still live here give a damn? One mature Hispanic woman born in this county told me it wouldn’t matter, while another says preservation would hurt. When I asked an octogenarian friend, born in Las Cruces and later prominent here, he vaguely recalled being told as a teenager that the country club didn’t take Mexicans, but added, “How they used it has nothing to do with the historical importance of its architecture. It’s not the building’s fault.”

Part of the context is our very poor record at protecting items of cultural/historical importance.

Effectively, Mayor Miyagashima’s “solution” – that the developer ($40,000) and the city (around $125,000) would contribute to the cost of moving the structure if some business or private group would pay the rest and relocate and restore the building – likely means demolition. Some question the feasibility of moving the building, and want it preserved where it is.

Advocates should recognize that the city has limited power to dictate the outcome, without buying the property. This structure is not on the National Historic Register, and is on private land. (I don’t know how much it’s been altered.) No government has designated it a historic property. The city has not; and while it’s the “work of a master architect,” it might not be eligible for the National Historic Register.

Municipal Code section 40-09(B)(4) requires the owner’s consent for city designation. Section 40-15 (somewhat poorly written) requires Historical Preservation Society Review of any proposed demolition, but the outlined procedures cover only previously designated cultural/historical properties.

It’s a political longshot, but a city purchase of the building could create a real community asset if it were moved somewhere appropriate and repurposed as a cultural museum (Denise Chavez’s Museo de la Gente?) – open to all, and honoring the local community that the country club excluded decades ago.

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[The above column appeared Sunday, 18 December 2022, in the Las Cruces Sun-News, as well as on the newspaper's website and KRWG's website. A related radio commentary will air during the week on KRWG (90.7 FM) and on KTAL (101.5 FM / http://www.lccommunityradio.org/) and be available on both stations’ websites.]

[ I’m not sure if the above column contributed much to the discussion. I offer no clear answer, but some ideas on how how to think about it. We have already somewhat lost the one I care more about, personally, our Doña Ana Courthouse. Not sure what the owners have done inside.]

[I’m grateful to Councilor Becky Corran, for raising the “whose History?” question: I don’t say that that concern should trump each of the others, but it matters, and hasn’t previously been a prominent part of the discussion, at least here. I agree that a priceless architectural gem should not suffer the wrecking ball because of its use; but its use could matter. Should be one factor. I guess I’d look on that on a case-by-case basis. ]

[Arriving here in 1969, a long-haired peace activist, I’d not have wanted to join. Nor would they have accepted me. I did go there dozens of times during 1969-1971, Monday evenings and Friday afternoons, for bridge tournaments. In those you play three or four hands against an opposing pair, then move to another table to play a different pair a different set of deals against someone else. I recall from one Friday afternoon one old lady, about the age I am now, after we’d played our hands and talked briefly, saying, “You know, when I saw you coming toward us, I thought ‘We have to play against that!?’ – but you’re actually one of the nicest people I’ve met.”]

 

Why Should that Homeless Guy or that Small Business Guy Pay for the System's Sins?

Sunday I visited a Hispanic-owned small business. “Little Dick” had been scrawled on the wall with human excrement. Police still hadn’t showed.

The owner, Carlos, was standing by the wall and an overturned garbage can. He’s a gentle guy, not looking for trouble. Two homeless drug addicts frequently spend the night at this business. They leave behind needles and other trash, and also urine and feces.

I sympathize with them. I’ve had homeless friends, and friends addicted to drugs. Too, homeless folks often do no damage.

Our city sympathizes. The city supports Community of Hope, regularly waives busfares, and its municipal court tries not to let the Detention Center become a modern debtors prison. Carlos sympathizes. He sometimes buys homeless people meals at a nearby restaurant.

I sympathize with Carlos, too.

Homelessness and addiction are societal problems. Our system results in some number of homeless people and addicts. It’s mostly not any one person’s their fault; nor is it Carlos’s fault.

Fairness demands we all help deal with this problem, directly or indirectly. Social justice and a pragmatic desire for community peace demand the same. We shouldn’t jail folks for poverty or being disorganized, and legally we can’t jail them for mental incompetence; but battery, threats, and vandalism should have consequences.

There’s a cost to treating everyone with respect and care. Carlos and other small businessfolk pay that cost in ways most of us prefer not to imagine. He’s no slumlord cheating poor tenants; he doesn’t run a sweatshop; nor is he some huge corporation destroying people’s financial and physical health, then tossing ‘em on the slag heap.

He’s just someone working his butt off to get by and take care of his customers. Why must he spend part of his morning cleaning up urine and feces, and disposing of needles and empty food containers? Why must he be vandalized for asking folks not to sleep at his business? After calling the police, why must he wait and wait and wait?

Whatever your political views, tolerance levels, and faith, consider that someone less decent might have kicked these folks into next week by now. Sounds terrible, but I can understand how it might be tempting under certain circumstances.

Carlos’s uninvited guests show up towards midnight. A special detail could patrol nightly. It would include a police officer or two and a social worker, or at least someone savvy about social services. The detail would focus on problem areas. Before removing folks from private property, the detail could try to engage the trespassers about their situation and what alternatives might be available. Police could then evict trespassers, and either drive them somewhere better, arrest them for a crime, or warn them that returning to the premises will get them arrested. To minimize retaliation, the detail would explain they’re a city patrol, not called by the property owner.

I don’t mean to suggest that this is in any way easy. It’s not the city’s fault, but we need to do something, and the city has the necessary resources. (I’m encouraged that the Community of Hope and the LCFD are implementing services and programs that may help; but I worry about Carlos and others in the meantime.) We need to work together, without letting our differences distract us.

Maybe my idea won’t fly; but let’s figure out what does, and make it happen. Soon.

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[The above column appeared Sunday, 11 De\cember 2022, in the Las Cruces Sun-News, as well as on the newspaper's website and KRWG's website. A related radio commentary will air during the week on KRWG (90.7 FM) and on KTAL (101.5 FM / http://www.lccommunityradio.org/) and be available on both stations’ websites.]

[This was a particularly tough column to write. It is not one where I see something being done wrong by local, state, or federal government and can see and articulate (or think I can) some solution, or at least steps that would be feasible (politically and practically) and very likely effective.

As with everything, broad strokes don’t cut it. Not all homeless folks are like the ones plaguing Carlos. (And they have attacked his property again since I wrote the column) I believe that’s a very small minority. I’ve not spent as much time as I might have in helping, but I have visited and spoken with folks at Camp Hope, and other folks who are homeless. I’ve also talked to them as a part-time municipal judge, trying to discern, sometimes in a video conversation when they’re in jail, who they really are and how to handle their situation.]

Too, feelings churn chaotically, like seawater when waves hit on odd formation of large rocks along a coast. I empathize with the homeless. Any of us could be one. Our system is organized so that some can become obscenely wealthy and others are treated as refuse if they haven’t dollars or useful labor to give the system. People vary tremendously in mental, physical, emotional, and (some would say) spiritual strength and resources. I never forget how fortunate I have been. Even folks addicted to substances aren’t evil, or bad, but primarily weak and/or troubled; and we’re most all addicted to something.

But standing there with Carlos, I empathize, and I’m angry that he’s subjected to this; but I know my comments to that effect will be used by some to feed a political position I don’t share. The problems we’re experiencing are not unique, not some special failing of Las Cruces that can be righted by some political slogan. Panicked, stupid acts like the City’s appointment of a non-active member of the bar to a municipal judgeship, compounded by suing the chief judge for following the law, don’t help. (What’s hard about realizing that if my case is tried by a judge who’s not even allowed to practice law, his conviction of me for drunk driving is worthless, and I’m free as soon as my lawyer points that out to a real judge?)

This is a huge problem that needs hard work and dollars, a lot of patience, and perhaps some creative imagination to deal with. Let’s each contribute what we can of those.]

 

Protecting our Friends, the Trees

 

Las Cruces City Council will consider a tree ordinance.

No, the trees haven’t been speeding, littering, or stealing hubcaps. They’re our best citizens, providing delightful oxygen and thwarting our enemies, those greenhouse gases and other pollutants. They help protect us. They’re not as good at protecting themselves from us.

Why do we need a tree ordinance, what would it do, and what should we do?

Taking the last first, show support by calling and writing your city councilor and urging others to do the same.

Trees work hard for us. Trees in Las Cruces annually remove 45 tons of ozone, sequester 17,800 tons of carbon, provide 3,290 tons of oxygen, and intercept rainwater. That interception helps our soils retain water, resulting in significantly less runoff, flooding, and erosion. For every 10% increase in a city’s tree canopy, the ambient heat declines 2 degrees Fahrenheit. As you’ve probably noticed, in the shade of a tree, a 100 degree day feels like 50-75 degrees. Trees are nice to look at, too! Planting a tree in your front yard can increase your property’s value 30%.

Urban trees even help reduce crime. A team of researchers studying the relationship between tree canopy and crime in and around Baltimore found that a 10% increase in trees roughly equaled a 12% decrease in crime.  A U.S. Forest Service study in the Pacific Northwest confirmed that neighborhoods with homes fronted with street trees experienced lower crime rates – and the results held for crimes generally, not just vandalism and burglary. (It may be that trees alert someone that a house is better cared-for by occupants particularly vigilant about protecting it.)

A tree ordinance would be a great first step to protect existing trees on public property. It deserves enthusiastic buy-in from citizens, councilors, and staff. A tree ordinance can protect, maintain, and increase our tree canopy, keeping both trees and us healthier. Las Cruces also needs to maintain its Community Forester position. Because the excellent Jimmy Zabriskie retires 31 December, urge the City to hire a fully qualified replacement ASAP. (I hope we’ve started already!)

Meanwhile, let’s plant more trees. Not just any trees, but trees that thrive here: trees that can survive our drought and blistering heat, and also the occasional hard freeze. (Such as mesquite and desert willows.)

Fortunately, tree planting is also in the works. Nonprofit Tree NM (“TREE”) has had some success with its NeighborWoods program. The model, Albuquerque NeighborWoods, is a collaboration among TREE, the City, state foresters, neighborhood leaders, and others to provide funding, training, and education for a neighborhood to plant 100 street trees and give 100 trees to homeowners. Each neighborhood provides at least five lead volunteers to help drive the project, and additional volunteers to plant the trees. (The collaboration means there’s no violation of the Anti-Donation Clause.)

TREE has received a grant to extend NeighborWoods to Las Cruces. We might hear before next fall about tree-planting here, maybe in your neighborhood. (You could even volunteer to help plant some.)

In a 28 November work session, the City Council directed legal staff to prepare an ordinance. (Councilor Yvonne Flores asked about the possibility of extending the ordinance to cover businesses and developments. Once the city’s lawyers hash out the legal language, Las Cruces could benefit from doing that too. Only 3% of our trees are on public land.)

Hugging trees is good. Protecting them by ordinance is vital.

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[The above column appeared Sunday, 27 November 2022, in the Las Cruces Sun-News, as well as on on the newspaper's website and KRWG's website. A related radio commentary will air during the week on KRWG (90.7 FM) and on KTAL (101.5 FM / http://www.lccommunityradio.org/) and be available on both stations’ websites.]

[The ordinance has not even been drafted yet; but it’s one we need, and should encourage the City Council to move quickly on. I’ll also try to reach the TreeNM folks to get a better sense of when they may be working here, how one might suggest a particular neighborhood to them, the scale of what they’ll be doing here, etc.

I think the ordinance (or a second ordinance that quickly follows) should also cover businesses and developers. That may be more controversial, though it shouldn’t be.

But then, I think state law should prohibit anyone in or after 2023 from planting more than five pecan trees on any property. A crazy thought I’ve had for years. I’m finding that many people in more responsible positions feel the same way, it just ain’t politic to say so. But I ain’t runnin’ for nothin’, so.]

Tree w Ruins           © 2011 Peter Goodman