Unless you were a college sophomore or some mind-numbed, America-hating leftist with chronic Trump Derangement Syndrome, America was a good place and generally optimistic back in December of 2019.

Unemployment was at historic lows, the markets were at historic highs, property values had largely recovered from the Democrat-induced collapse of the mid ‘00s; life was good.

My wife and I took off to Puerto Vallarta in early December. After a couple of decades of spending a couple or a few weeks in Mexico every winter we’ve developed a certain ennui about it, but it is nice to spend some time with your toes in the water and your behind in the sand in  some warm place during an Alaska winter.   

We normally go in February or March; it’s warmer in Mexico and Alaska is a much lighter and more pleasant place when you get back. Now, after over a decade of retirement, we’ve gotten somewhat accustomed to no longer being MVP Gold and to flying in coach, but we did splurge on the “Less Discomfort Class” on the segments where we could get it, which didn’t include the segment from Portland back to Anchorage during the evening of Dec. 18-19.  

The plane was very late and totally packed. There were so many people coughing, gagging, and wheezing that it sounded like a tuberculosis ward.   We had the usual allotment of feral children and incompetent parents; why does anyone with a brain travel with a small child for any reason other than a medical emergency? After four hours of misery, we were back home.

Then just like clockwork, we were both sick the first week of January.  I only had general malaise and flu-like symptoms for awhile. My wife developed pneumonia, had to have two ZPack courses, and was sick for the better part of six weeks; happy New Year!  

She tested positive for both of the SARS influenza types. Nobody was much aware of COVID -19 in early January, but we now know that testing positive for both SARS influenza types is a pretty good indicator. When she finally got a CV-19 test in March, she was negative, as was I later when I had to have one before a minor surgical procedure in July.   

We haven’t had the antibody tests to see if we had it, because they aren’t very reliable and — what the Hell — we’re both alive.  

And just so you know what a scam this is, I had my CV-19 swab and fifteen minutes later went into surgery, tests were taking a week or so to get results at the time. My diagnostic report on my discharge after surgery was that I was “presumed positive” for COVID – 19, but the hospital staff that attended me used less PPE than my dental hygienist used to clean my teeth a week or two later. 

Treating CV-19 patients pays a lot better and there are no questions asked.

We’re among the lucky ones; whatever we had, we had it early before the hysteria set in, and we recovered from it. PERS has reliably deposited our retirement and my Medicare and our health insurance is paid.  My wife has telecommuted for years, and other than a couple of weeks when she had pneumonia, she hasn’t missed any work, and even the missed work was covered with paid leave. 

We’ve won the lottery of life; our employer hasn’t been forced to close down or reduce to a skeleton staff, which brings this ramble to the central theme.

The COVID-19 scam has revealed the essential cultural and political divide in this country.  The governmental, professional, and administrative class in America has not suffered from the so-called pandemic, in fact this class had in many ways profited from it.  

Nobody still working who earns a salary or fixed wage has seen their income reduced; everybody who works for a commission or hourly wage or who tries to make a profit has seen their income reduced or outright eliminated.   

Those who are still working have seen almost everything they consume become less expensive. A couple of weeks ago, we spent a long weekend in a high-end lodge that I’d normally never patronize for the price of a single night in normal times.  Unless you have a camper/motorhome or are willing to tent-camp, few Alaskans will spend the money to travel Alaska in summer; it is just too expensive and crowded. Even when I had the resources of the State budget, we severely limited even statutorily required hearings and negotiation sessions in summer because it simply cost too much.   

The room a hotel would beg me to take at $89/night in January was $389 a night in July if I could get it at all. This year, you can get it for $69 a night. The stores that are still open are having sales. The building supply/appliance stores are having a boom. If you’re still working and have decent credit, mortgage rates are at near historic lows. If you’re one of the haves, it’s time to let the good times roll. It’s as good as having an isolated castle in the countryside during the Black Death.

On the other hand if you’re the owner of a small business in the hospitality/service/retail industries, you’ve had little or no income and no profit in the last six months; most small businesses, even prosperous ones, are broke in less than a month without income. If your business isn’t teetering on bankruptcy, you’re either a friend of the mayor or living off the dregs of a federal loan/subsidy.   

If you work for wages in these industries, you’ve been laid off or had your hours cut to the bone for six months. You were probably living pretty well on State Unemployment Insurance and the federal $15 an hour subsidy, but that ended July 31, and any successor program is being held hostage by the communists, excuse me, Democrats.   

There is no discernible, scientific or fact-based reason for Anchorage to be turned into the next best thing to a concentration camp except Mayor Berkowitz wants to try to force a mail-only ballot election. Those of you who own or work for small business can just suffer for the good of the Democrats.

I grew up in the dirt poor rural South of the 1950s and ’60s, but it took TV to show me I was poor and culturally deprived. I also grew up surrounded by Blacks and knew their culture pretty much as well as my own; they weren’t much different in those days. 

As had the Blacks, I learned to “pass” as they called it in those days in the culture that thought itself vastly superior.  In the world of corporate Atlanta, if you had a legitimate Southern accent, you had to be twice as good to be thought half as much of, and yes I know about Yankee grammar and ending a phrase with a preposition, but I’m a Southerner and I like it.   Fortunately, it wasn’t very hard to be twice as good, and I learned to “pass.”

Fast forward a decade and a half and I’d had a fairly successful business in Anchorage and very successful stint with the US Government chasing down missing grant and contract money all over rural Alaska.  

 A divorce and custody of a teenaged daughter forced me into the arms of State government in the State’s Labor Relations Division; you can’t take care of a teenager and rattle around on the Kuskokuim for weeks at a time. I’d worked my way up a union’s organizational chart and held elected and appointed office as well as having been actual paid staff for awhile, the Holy Grail in the Union Biz. 

I’d become a fairly accomplished bureaucrat in the federal government, which in those days was far more formal and rule controlled than the State. I was also the only one on the staff at the time who had any formal education in labor relations; I’d had all of UAA’s Masters/Professional courses in labor law and collective bargaining.

But I had a major black mark on my resume; in my misspent past I had actually done work that didn’t involve dress clothes and a desk. I was not one of the self-anointed elite that went straight from school to government and kept the same stupid ideas I’d had sitting cross-legged on the floor of a college dorm smoking dope in 1969.    

By that stage of my life, late 30s, I was pretty experienced, in the sense Jimi Hendrix used that word; little titillated me and almost nothing shocked me.

But the attitudes of my co-workers toward people who didn’t work behind a desk actually shocked me; they were contemptuous of anyone who did physical work or who got their hands dirty.   They hated me too, but I was formidable enough that they couldn’t hate me to my face.   My resignation got written several times but ultimately I ran the place and all of them were gone.

Before one of my fans chimes in, I don’t offer this as some hagiography for myself; I offer it as a hagiography for the thousands of Alaskans who came here, took any job they could get, and clawed their way up the socio-economic ladder to make a life for themselves and their family.  

The people I found myself surrounded with in State government in the late 1980s are the AA level of elitism in America.   Federal employees and academics are the AAA level, and the money people, the fund managers and tech billionaires, are the Major League.   They have made it to or near “The Show.”   

You “deplorables” aren’t even in the cheap seats; maybe you can sell concessions in their show.   It needs to end; go vote.

Art Chance is a retired Director of Labor Relations for the State of Alaska, formerly of Juneau and now living in Anchorage. He is the author of the book, “Red on Blue, Establishing a Republican Governance,” available at Amazon. 

By BILL EVANS

Night after night they came and testified. Men and women, young and old.  Diverse backgrounds and experiences — workers, employers, business owners, laborers, professionals, former homeless – night after night they waited patiently for hours to be granted six minutes before their leaders.  

They testified about their concern about home values. They testified about their concerns about personal safety, they testified about their concerns that the millions of dollars spent would be ineffective in reducing the problem of homelessness.  

They testified that the money was intended to help businesses and workers impacted by the pandemic and, therefore, could not, and should not, be used to buy permanent properties for homeless services. 

Night after night they testified.  

In the end their hours of testimony did not matter. Their elected leaders, confident in their superior understanding of the problem and their legal right to spend the money as they desired proceeded with stubborn insistence to authorize the purchase of the properties. Those providing testimony in opposition were dismissed as NIMBY’s and racists.  

The hell-for-leather manner in which municipal leadership has proceeded with these purchases is not only indicative of a misguided approach to the homelessness problem; but more importantly, it is emblematic of the overall mistaken direction being taken by municipal leadership.  

At a time when their focus should be on economic development, the government operates as if it is a social service agency.  

The leadership’s approach to homelessness has been to focus 100% of their efforts and spending on addressing the personal needs of 0.006% of the population while doing next-to-nothing for the remaining 99% who are forced to deal with the all too public aspects of the homelessness problem.

Content to clean up already abandoned homeless camps, the municipality provides, in essence, a publicly subsidized outdoor maid service while abandoning large swaths of Midtown and other neighborhoods to an unhealthy and degrading spectacle of public begging and communal drinking. 

While the vast majority of Anchorage residents strongly support a humane safety net for the homeless; they are, nonetheless, tired of being ignored in their legitimate desire to take back their street corners, trails and parks.

For too long, residents of Anchorage have seen increased municipal spending and focus on “homelessness” while simultaneously observing inexorable growth in the problem. They are frustrated that hard-working small business owners are dragged into court while a seemingly “hands-off” approach is afforded to criminality involving illegal campers and street corner beggars.  

The recent report from the Anchorage Economic Development Corporation paints a bleak picture of Anchorage’s economic future.  When was the last time a company moved its operations to Anchorage?  When was the last time a significant expansion of an existing Anchorage business was announced?  When was the last time municipal leadership took tangible steps to improve the climate for private sector growth and development?   

Private sector economic development is the secret sauce. Without private sector growth and development all other priorities eventually founder.  Accordingly, the concerted focus of Anchorage must be on ensuring the development of an economic culture attractive to business investment and the production of good sustainable jobs.  

Unless we, as a community, flourish economically, we will always find ourselves behind the curve in trying to solve the social ills that are a concomitant aspect of a declining economy.  

Focusing on developing the private sector economy is not an abandonment of the fight to combat social ills.  It is, in fact, the all-important prerequisite for such action.  

We can address the public’s frustration and anger caused by the growing problem of homelessness.  

We can also address the underlying root causes that result in homelessness.  But in order to do either successfully we must first focus on ensuring Anchorage has a growing and sustainable private sector economy.   

This is the direction towards which Anchorage must focus.     

Bill Evans is a candidate for Anchorage mayor. The election is April 6.   

By DAN FAGAN

These are serious times. So serious, we’re at war. It’s a civil war. 155-years have passed since our last one. Our second civil war is well underway. 

We’re divided as a nation between freedom-loving Americans and those willing to trade liberty for safety. Anchorage Mayor Ethan Berkowitz described perfectly what those of us who cherish freedom are up against. 

“We can’t be free unless we are safe, “Berkowitz said recently in justifying his rigid, unflinching, and unforgiving lockdown of Anchorage businesses using COVID-19 as an excuse. 

This battle we’re in with the likes of Berkowitz is similar to the Civil War of the 1860s. In the 1860s, Leftist Democrats were so anti-freedom they were willing to die on the battlefield for the cause of slavery. They dehumanized Africans just as they currently dehumanize babies whose only sin is living comfortably and peacefully in their mother’s womb. 

Leftist Democrats like Berkowitz and most members of the Anchorage Assembly wholeheartedly endorse and support Planned Parenthood, a vile organization responsible for the slaughter of more babies than any other in America. Margret Sanger, the founder, openly talked about her desire to rid the nation of black babies. She even began what she described as “The Negro Project” designed to target black babies for abortion in poor neighborhoods.

Planned Parenthood clinics are today disproportionately placed in black neighborhoods. More black babies are killed in their mother’s womb than are born in New York City. Mission accomplished for Sanger and her Leftist Democrat enablers.  

There’s no greater freedom than the right to live. If Berkowitz and the radical Leftists on the Assembly are willing to deny so many the freedom to exist, why would we be surprised at all the other freedoms they so callously take away? What won’t they do if they support the genocide of 50-million American babies? Denying a business owner the ability to make a living and feed their family is the least of their sins.  

We also shouldn’t’ be shocked some Assembly members want to ban pastors and clergy the freedom to help teenagers desiring counseling for unwanted same-sex desires.  Or deny the freedom of the public to testify in person at Assembly meetings where they shove down our throats the most radical agenda in the history of Anchorage. 

History has gone out of her way to grab us and shake us and get right in our face and scream: Can’t you see what Leftist Democrats like Berkowitz and some assembly members are all about by now? They are rabidly anti-freedom! The only example of anything a typical Leftist promotes and stands for that promotes freedom is an abortionist’s right to slaughter an innocent, defenseless, vulnerable child while they’re living in their mother’s womb. That’s it. On every other issue they want to centralize power and limit personal liberty.  

But it’s not just history providing overwhelming evidence the Left will bring pain, destruction, tyranny, and death when given power. Look at present-day America and the disaster that is Democrat-run American cities. 

Streets infested and overrun with drug addicts and drunk vagrants. Democrat-run cities are lawless, have high property taxes, bloated government, and an explosion of crime. Anchorage hasn’t quite yet deteriorated to the point of San Francisco, Los Angeles, Portland, or Chicago. But under Berkowitz, were catching up quickly. 

Most of the Democrat-run cities that are disasters have been under the rule of Leftists for generations. Berkowitz and the current hard-left Assembly has only been in charge for five and a half years. And look at the damage they’ve done in such a short period of time! Can you imagine what Anchorage would be like if this crowd ran things for another ten years? 

Anchorage has had Democrat mayors before. More recently Mark Begich. But Berkowitz and the crazies currently on the Assembly make Begich look like Mike Pence. Anchorage has never had such radical leadership as it does now. And the price for it has come with a heavy cost. The longer Berkowitz and his rubber stamp Assembly keep their boots on the neck of business owners, the greater the number that will remain closed forever.

Even if Anchorage wakes up and rejects Leftist ideologue candidates in the Spring of 2021, the damage has been done. It could take years before the economic carnage Berkowitz and the Assembly left behind can be repaired. Hopefully, the voters of Anchorage have learned their lesson.  

Dan Fagan hosts a radio show weekday mornings from 5:30 to 8 am on Newsradio 650 KENI.