He can take his "paradise" and shove it up his ass. Unfortunately, I'll be one of those tourists he hates so much coming to visit his beloved city next May.
I'm just glad I live somewhere that I can drive 30 minutes in any direction and be surrounded by some of the best natural scenery in the country. Who needs the hustle and bustle of Manhattan and a ridiculous desire to best Patrick Bateman at rampant materialism and asshole-ery when the world's largest hole in the ground is an hour away and offers free entrance on federal holidays?
Anyways, I favorited a couple Cincinnati skyline photos on Flickr last night and received a thanks from the author, who, it turns out, is some crazy neo-con/tea party conservative trying to convince me that Cincinnati is a cesspool of abandoned buildings and a stagnant economy (alright, that sounds a lot like me before I was metaphorically bitchslapped by ColDay a few years back while walking through Over-the-Rhine) thanks to the government or whatnot. He also tried to get me to buy some of his photos.
I left Cincinnati in 1996 when Central Parkway (the dividing line between Downtown and Over-the-Rhine) acted as an unofficial demilitarized zone. Going back home in 2010 and 2011, I've never seen the city look healthier and more vibrant not only in OTR, but also Downtown and the riverfront. Were I not so goddamn allergic to mold and the local allergens of the Ohio Valley (which frequently resulted in hospitalizations and a constant reliance on Prednizone and other steroids), I'd move back in a heartbeat.