I’m actually embarrassed to have called Colorado my home for a number of years.
This insanity all started in 1983 with the election of Federico Peña, after a two-foot Christmas Blizzard. Mayor McNichols, assuming Coloradans could deal with a snowstorm didn’t get the streets all plowed and summery right away. We then got “Imagine A Great City”, and Colorado went straight downhill ever since. We also got a new airport, where an expansion to the current one would have worked wonderfully, but of course the land deals had to take priority. Peña got rich and we got screwed.