New Thugs on the Block

New Kids on the Block was an American boy band that rocked the charts in the late 80s and early 90s with songs like “Step by Step.” Today, local politicians are stepping—quickly and quietly—to power and affluence as you and I focus on the Trump-Clinton presidential race, and forget the politics on our own block.

Most Americans mistakenly ignore local politics despite the fact that we as voters have far more influence on our own block than on Pennsylvania Avenue. Today, I’ll share several shocking stories of “New Thugs on the Block”—local politicians taking advantage of their constituents.

Last week, Bexar County (Texas) Commissioner Kevin Wolff pleaded no contest to a DWI charge after apparently drinking vodka and peach tea beverages and popping two Ambien before bed—only to awaken a few hours later and take his pickup truck for a near-fatal joyride.

Barefoot and in boxers, Wolff showed up at local fast-food joint Whataburger around 3 a.m., ordered enough chow for two people and then proceeded to use his truck to ram another vehicle twice.

Wolff, whose father—Nelson Wolff—happens to be the County Judge, is up for re-election this year. You’d think the local community would be outraged at such brazen negligence from a high-ranking public official. However, within days, the San Antonio Express published an op-ed predicting that Wolff “will rebound politically” because he has “marginal opposition in this year’s general election” and because he decided to “apologize.”

Wolff’s behavior would get you or me fired on the spot in the private sector. Apologizing would do us no good. Citizens or constituents are effectively the bosses of politicians since we pay their salaries and elect them into office. Driving under the influence and nearly killing your boss is unacceptable in the real world. It’s high time that we hold our politicians to the same standards to which we are held.

Has anyone ever heard of Robert Puente? Nope. He’s the president of the San Antonio Water System—a position most voters barely know exists. But he was just awarded an $82,571 bonus on top of his ginormous base salary of $424,666.12 in 2016 and $445,899.43 in 2017. For what? Who knows. San Antonio voters apparently don’t pay attention to their local government, because it’s hard to see how anyone would be pleased that their so-called “public servant” is making almost half a million dollars a year at a time when air conditioners haven’t been replaced and repaired in local schools for 40 years.

On the same day Puente’s salary and bonus were published, it was reported that the San Antonio Independent School District (SAISD) wants local taxpayers to approve a $450 million tax increase to address run-down sound systems and air conditioning units.

I hate to be the voice of reality in a Pokémon Go world, but someone has to be the adult in the room. We should demand that our taxpayer dollars be applied to staples—like air conditioning units for thousands of schoolchildren in the hot state of South Texas, where winter is essentially non-existent—over splurges for a handful of elites like Puente.

San Antonio’s new “city attorney”—another vague role that most voters have likely never heard of—makes $286,500 annually. City Manager Sheryl Sculley will make an eye-popping $425,000 in 2016; $450,000 in 2017; and $475,000 in 2018—plus a potential $100,000 bonus annually. Isn’t it interesting that the average American makes less than $30,000 a year while their local so-called “public servants” make over 1,316% more? Servants shmervants. More like sultans.

A city like San Antonio doesn’t need a mayor and an over-paid manager. Takeaway: local politicians will create lucrative jobs for themselves and their friends until we, the voters, call them out.

I have a great idea, which came to me last year after reading a fabulous Wall Street Journal op-ed by Joe Queenan. All local politicians should work on a “gig” schedule, like Uber ride-sharing drivers do in the private sector.

As Queenan put it in reference to the U.S. House of Representatives: “Do the American people really need 435 full-time employees making at least $174,000 a year to do nothing but shout at each other? … [Realistically, they] could work three months as a congressman… This is not full-time work.”

Something smells wrong when a mayor “needs” an assistant who makes nearly half a million dollars annually. Warren Buffett may pay his secretary six figures. But he could afford to indulge her without denying schoolchildren air conditioning in a city where temperatures regularly reach the low hundreds.

Rather than receiving lavish multi-year contracts, city officials should work on a gig basis. The city would contract temporary additional staff members for large projects and voters would have the opportunity to rate their performance, just as Uber riders hire and rate Uber drivers.

This month, take a pause from the presidential election to observe the corruption and abuse in your own backyard. Only you have the power to check the rising corruption of New Thugs on the Block.

I lived in SA-when my 1st husband and I both worked there, and when MrT5 was in the military-and this corruption is not new there-it has been a part of both political parties for years. There was a group called the good government league-the GGL-in charge when I was in my early 20’s and it was anything but-the bastards were in power for years, and people kept voting for them, taxes, spending and all...

I decided then that an awful lot of people in cities like SA are just not very bright-out here there are not a lot of people, and we don’t have a lot of money-so we have few public servants, and if they behave like anything else, they are gotten rid of-a few years ago it happened to almost all of the ones in the largest town in the county, and good riddance...

I won’t live in a city again-a herding shack with an outhouse and no electricity here in BFE would be preferable to a McMansion in the city...

I almost forgot the most outrageous scandal of the group that produced Henry Cisneros-an offshoot of the old GGL-one night in the late 80’s a married city councilman was doing the backseat boogie in his car-in a park popular as a sort of outdoor love shack-with a young female assistant.

A couple of guys ran up-and according to the councilman, started menacing them-so he left the young woman in the car and ran off to get help-in his skivvies, so he was busted, bigtime, and by next morning, the story was everywhere.

Everyone within 100 miles made sport of that-the local news channels, everyone at their workplace-we had a contest where I worked-we each made up a fake event to commemorate the scandal. My boss won with his event-the Bernardo Uresti race-part of the rules were that guys had to do the race in a pair of boxers. Uresti still survived politically for quite some time...

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