Mosquito Season
Met a political insider at noon on the 5th floor of a downtown parking garage, on the condition that I provide him with three packets of string cheese and absolute anonymity. On the subject of the Viaduct's fate, he expressed to me that formerly polarized interests at the local and state levels are coming surprisingly close to unanimously rallying around the surfact-transit option, which'd result in tearing the beloved-as-it-is-beleaguered concrete quake trap down. Awesome -- unless you live in West Seattle, in which case losing the Viaduct basically means being marooned on Alki. As a longtime West Seattle resident, Mayor Nickels, who got surface-transit religion after his tunnel went down in flames, is ideally positioned to push for the only real solution to Westsiders' nightmares: Expanding the cutesy-tootsy water taxi service into a full-blown, year-round mosquito fleet of fast, frequent passenger-only ferries, buffered by expansion of the free Metro shuttle to get residents of the burgeoning Delridge corridor (yeah, okay, I'm now one of 'em) to and from the dock on time. This way, everybody wins. Take the lead, Greg.






























