In which the councilman from the 13th district tells the readers of Slate about the Los Angeles housing crunch, council chamber gadflies, the day's legislative agenda, office manager Sally's birthday and a round of playground hoops after work at the neighborhood elementary school.
The baskets are 10 feet high, with giant and very forgiving backboards. A couple of kids from the neighborhood start playing with a kickball at another hoop, and we invite them to join us instead. They are young, fifth-graders, so we split them up: Carlos plays on Steve's team and Matthew joins me. We play two games of two-on-two and one game of H-O-R-S-E. Matthew's third-grade brother, Justin, who can't quite throw a ball up to the basket yet, watches from the sidelines.Talking to Carlos, I learn that his father also works at City Hall. I realize that Carlos Jr. is the son of a janitor I know, Carlos Sr., who has told me before that he lives in the neighborhood. I have an extra basketball at home, so I give Carlos my ball and walk home to dinner.
Earlier installments of Eric Garcetti's weeklong diary are at the same Slate link.


Suggested topic for next installment of Eric Garcetti's diary: How the lives of Hollywood's residents and business owners have been made intolerable by the constant closing of Hollywood Blvd. and other streets for movie shoots, street fairs, corporate promotions, chalk-mural drawing (no lie), and other nonsense that benefits the few at the expense of the many. Forget about getting home on time. Forget about getting your kid to the doctor. Forget about living a normal and peaceful life--there's a "Nike Fun Run" that trumps your right to use the public streets! And who has brought us this gridlock, noise, and disruption? Hollywood City Councilman Eric Garcetti. Should be an enthralling diary entry....
Posted by: Scott Kaufer at May 20, 2004 08:40 AM