Classical Spin

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Saturday, November 05, 2011

Dear Daily Mail: Stay away from my state please.

So here's a little article in one of the world's worst newspapers about a town near my hometown. It's a strange little piece that for some reason has gotten under my skin; I think a lot of that is because the author has clearly never been to Los Alamos (or quite likely anywhere in New Mexico). A few points:
The small, dusty city of around 8,000 households has just one public golf course and very few luxury shops, with those wanting to experience the high life usually driving 35 miles northwest to nearby Santa Fe.
1) Santa Fe is southeast of Los Alamos, which if you look at a compass, is in fact the exact opposite of being northwest of someplace.
2) Okay, this may be the weird perspective I've developed having been raised in Philadelphia but then spending six years in New Mexico: Sure, compared to Los Alamos Santa Fe is "the high life". It's a bigger city and has art galleries and the opera and some of the best restaurants in the world* and things like that. But "the high life"? Kind of, maybe, I guess. According to The Internet, the per capita income is about $25k, so...okay.
3) I'm not sure I'd refer to Los Alamos as a "small, dusty city". Small, yes. And well, okay, pretty much everywhere in New Mexico is dusty to some degree or another in a weirdly literal sense. But, uh, let's refer to places like Truth or Consequences - tiny towns where in the eyes of outsiders nothing significant really ever happens as "small and dusty" and perhaps acknowledge that some of the world's most advanced research happens here?

On the other hand...
Kiplinger said of its report: 'If it weren’t for the national laboratory, Los Alamos might be just another stagecoach stop in the desert.
Guys, if it weren't for LANL, there would be no Los Alamos. No stagecoach stop. No anything other than, I don't know, maybe some rancher with a bunch of sheep? I mean this absolutely literally. The town didn't exist until the government bought up all the land in the 40's.

*Oh god stuck in Germany surrounded by horrible hateful food please send huevos rancheros and green chile.

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