Why the hell would you ever want to live in Indiana?

Years ago when a new kid would arrive in school, you’d always feel this sense of wonder at their arrival. It’s like an alien landed in your backyard with a presidential escort in tow. Eventually, though, you get to a point in high school, college, or even later where you meet new people who just came here to Indiana and you say, “Really? Why the hell did you move here?”

For some, it makes sense. Anyone moving from Louisville to Indy, or Columbus, Ohio to Carmel seems somewhat logical. “Probably for a job, maybe there’s family here.” To most people, even those of us in Indiana, we can’t grok why someone from California or New York would ever move here. I can’t even imagine why someone from Texas would move here.


Politically, you’d think Indiana aligns more with the Texas’ and Oklahomas of the world. Except not really. Indiana has a much more refined political sense, for lack of a better word. In Texas it’s just “YEAH! BIGGER!” with boots and cowboy hats. In Oklahoma is just blatant religious pandering. But Indiana? I feel like our lawmakers and political sense are pretty crazy sometimes, but it’s Indiana crazy. It’s a, “We don’t want to do that because we think we can do it better.” Things like educational standards, protecting the environment, and healthcare to name a few.

Sure, those things may be infuriating at times. But we do good work when we want to in buying up and protecting marsh lands. And our education standards have, at times, been the envy of the nation. I’m not so partisan that I think teachers are always 100% awesome, or that vouchers are awesome, or that public schools are always good or bad.

When a guy in a cubicle decides, “Screw this, I’m going to start my own company,” we usually cheer them on. If you imagine America as a big cubicle and Indiana as an employee, suddenly breaking out and doing your own thing seems more laudable.

Our approach to healthcare with the Health Indiana Plan is, I think, a really good middle ground that’s uniquely American for insuring everyone, sustainable and would really drive down costs. It’s only limited by money the state can’t just print.

If our politics is a little more unique and bent toward saving a little money, so too are our cities like Indianapolis. Yeah, it’s cheap. But sometimes cheap can be good. Do you really need socks that cost $25 a piece? I sure don’t. I’d never buy $25 socks. So maybe our roads don’t always need reflectors down the middle and maybe every cul-de-saq doesn’t need a sidewalk or a curb.

I’m not inclined to rush into anything if something better might be coming, and if Indianapolis’ proposed new recycling plant is what they say it is, we’d become one of the most sustainable cities in the country overnight at no extra cost. That’s a uniquely Indiana approach and one that most people can respect. I approach that with optimistic skepticism, as one should. But there are plenty of places in the US that will throw money at any problem. We’re not one of them, and being a little more pragmatic is a good thing.

Our cheapness has made it really easy to live and do what you want here. Do you realize that in most every other major US city, to buy a house is a generations-long affair? Average people don’t just “buy a house” unless they get it handed down from grandma.

Do you realize that in most every other major US city, people pay taxes on everything from their haircuts to their car, and they do it every year. And the numbers keep changing. To have the consistency of knowing when you buy a car and it’s not taxed at $500 a year ever year is worth something. Or that your house isn’t going to go from a $1,000 tax bill to $13,000 in one year. Or that moving 20 minutes up or down the road isn’t going to cost or save you thousands of dollars a year. That happens in other places and their incomes aren’t all that much higher for “average” people. Take out the inordinately wealthy in most states and you end up about the same as we are here.

And what’s more, those people that pay all that money don’t even get anything useful to show for it. Connecticut, for instance, is a big abandoned mall. Rhode Island could break off into the ocean and never be seen again and no one would really care. Their roads are just as shitty as ours are half the time. And the things they do have that we don’t, like better mass transit, isn’t really used that much by a lot of people either, relatively speaking. I still give credit to IndyGo for taking what must be the lousiest amount of funding imaginable and putting together a system that reaches 85% of Indianapolis within half a mile of their front door.

I’d rather save my money and have nothing than spend my money and still have nothing.


There is, however, a bigger reason. Indiana has a set of qualities to it that can only be described as that cliche, “hearty midwestern ethic”. I got to thinking about this when I read this part of a story in the Star yesterday about 1,000 Lowe’s call center jobs:

Easterling said many reasons went into Lowe’s decision to choose Indianapolis, after considering some 900 sites in the last couple years. He said Indianapolis adds a strategic Midwest location to Lowe’s network of customer support centers now located in North Carolina and New Mexico, and a good facility is available here.

“But the main reason is the people, a highly skilled workforce and an unbelievable work ethic,” he said. “They really have a natural sense for wanting to help that you really can’t teach. We’ve found that here in a strong way.”

To gauge that, Easterling said company officials visited several times and broke up in several groups. Some went to universities and schools. Others visited potential sites. And some visited coffee shops, restaurants and stores and interacted with people providing customer service.

Generally when I read these things I assume the reasons for picking a city are mostly out of a city’s control. Things like access to a workforce without thick accents (important for call centers), or spreading out your workforce across time zones. Those things make sense. But this? I actually believe them when they say they really scoped us out in a covert way. And they want to be here because, lo, we’re just plain friendlier and nicer, barring racists, homophobes, and extremists; but those people are everywhere.

When I lived in Connecticut it took me about 20 minutes to understand why everyone thinks the northeast is so unfriendly. When I walk into a restaurant or a store and I see the storekeeper or waiter there, I’m going to say, “Hi! How are you today?” I’m going to banter a bit. Other places? It’s a quick, “What do you want to drink” or, “What do you need?” Maybe people there prefer that, but I don’t and I think their way of life sucks.

If someone’s house catches on fire here, there will be people with blankets and food outside on your front lawn to help. In New York it takes something as catastrophic as the 9/11 attacks for people to feel unified for a minute.

So while Indiana has horrible water quality, we sometimes don’t aim very high for things (1,000 jobs are great and all, but at $12 an hour?), the weather can be a real chore, and we take our sweet time in doing things that are so obviously going to happen anyway, like settling up on same-sex marriages, it’s still a better place than most. It’s still full of better people that most. And still yet, Indianapolis is one of the very, very, few large cities in America where you could reasonably “do what you want”, get “big city amenities”, and not be priced out of it. That, in essence, is what every American city truly strives for. If you take away all the desires for fancy malls or restaurant districts, it’s about making sure people have the ability to do what they really want.

That’s why I live in Indiana.

This guy pulled out a gun and you can pretty much guess what he did

Was that a firework going off, or a gunshot? In many US cities, you probably don’t know.

Louis C.K. has this bit called “Of course but maybe”. This is apt for this weekend. It was a violent holiday weekend in Indianapolis. Much will be and has been written about a mass shooting of seven people in Broad Ripple and the death of an officer on 34th street the next day. Plus the death of another officer in Gary, Indiana shot in his patrol car.

The seven people shot outside the Vogue on Saturday morning were bystanders. They were waiting to get into the bars and clubs and some guy bumped into another guy and guns were drawn. Of course this is bad. But maybe if you’re standing outside at 2:30 in the morning to get into a place to buy overpriced liquor, maybe it shouldn’t come as a surprise that sketchy people are there, too. Indianapolis Metro Police say over 100 witnesses were there, and almost none of those people have come forward with any kind of information about what happened.

A matter of hours later in an unrelated incident, Officer Perry Renn was shot in the line of duty by a 25 year old guy with a prior record, a family history, and a rifle that penetrated right through his vest.

This and the Broad Ripple shooting warrants a lot of talk, as it always does. This city loves to talk, as do most others. The Broad Ripple issue is basically inciting calls of, “Oh my gosh, bad things happened in the part of town we all like.” Which is a thinly veiled way of saying, “Scary black people have managed to get near popular places for white people.” Every time Fishers has a bank robbery one only needs to go 1 or 2 comments deep on an article to find people saying, “Of course, he came from Indianapolis.” Like they’re termites.

But for all the talk, on one side you’ll hear about how these shooters were low life’s, they should have been behind bars, they should get the death penalty. It’s all very simple. Just lock them up or kill them.

On the other side you’ll hear about how these shooters were victims, they were given a shitty lot in life, they don’t have much opportunity or choice, they came from broken and forgotten neighborhoods. The solution is in education.

The truth is both sides are right about the problems and wrong about the solutions.

Proposed solutions leave a lot to be desired

We can’t build an infinite amount of jail space. We can’t become a police state. It’s expensive housing prisoners, and it’s expensive prosecuting them to the death penalty. Because we want Justice, we want our system of judicial processes to work, and we want them to work well. But that takes time and money. Time we might have, but we don’t have a lot of money. And the same people who clamor for locking people up are the same people that say we’re becoming a police state. So those people clearly haven’t made up their mind about much.

We can’t educate our way out of this problem, either. At some point there has to be a realization that some people just aren’t capable of learning advanced math, or they have no interest. Frankly, some people are just there. They exist, they muddle along, then they die. This is, sadly, most people.

But we can’t force them into a Bachelor’s degree, and we can’t force them into a trade program. Because a lot of people don’t really want to do anything. Some people do nothing, and they’re really very okay with that. I know people like that. Much to the chagrin of the rest of us who work for a living or are trying to improve ourselves, those people do exist.

But the important realization is that a lot of people have no business being at IU or any other school. They barely have much business in high school sometimes. So we can’t just pour money on to schools. We already do that anyway with little return.

So we can’t jail them and we can’t educate them. What gives? What happened and what do we do?

The answer is probably nothing. People have been murdering other people for centuries and that’s never changed. We will never achieve a murder free environment in large cities. It’s more likely that as murder rates are at all-time low, our awareness of them is at an all-time high.

Gun control can be practical

Large cities have gun violence and their solution to create more gun control laws just can’t work. It’s a lot like traffic. Cities have traffic problems and they control that traffic with stoplights, signs, divided highways, and so on. Sometimes despite that, they still have traffic. This is just part of living in a city. Rural areas throw a sign in the mud and call it a day. That works for cities, and that works for rural areas.

Gun control can’t work because people in rural areas like and need guns. On any given night in a lot of rural communities, there is only one or two deputies on duty. Those officers may even be at their homes and just “on call”.

If you’re living in a rural community and someone comes rattling your door knob, no one will come help you. Or if they do, it will be too late. So people have guns so they can protect their own property, among other fair reasons like hunting and scaring away animals that may harm livestock or crops. Cities have the opposite problem. To my liberal friends, do not look down your nose at gun advocates.

But gun advocates need to see the folly in their ways, too. We could remove all the high powered weapons, and that’s probably fair and reasonable to do. It’s hard to see value in having small canons and armor piercing weaponry in urban or rural environments. Pistols, rifles, and other “common” weapons aren’t going anywhere and shouldn’t. Common sense regulations are also fair. It’s a little unreasonable that it’s more difficult to rent a movie from Blockbuster than it is to buy a gun.

Guns will always spill over into the streets regardless of these regulations. I hardly doubt some doofus in a gang worries about forms. But it’s a reasonable first step and gives police a little something to work on in an investigation.

You actually could do something

The majority of the problem is cultural, and Indianapolis sure has a problem with this. It’s racial, socioeconomic, and largely fixable but only with a massive cultural change.

If you think about human behavior, people move to the suburbs because it’s safer (statistically and it just “feels” nice). They get all the benefits of living in a city with none of the downsides except a little traffic in the the morning and afternoon. Not a bad trade, really.

But all of that suburban flight has left a hole in our cities and that hole is sucking everything down with it. As former Indianapolis mayor Bill Hudnut used to say, “You can’t be a suburb of nowhere.” Carmel and Fishers need only look at Lawrence, Speedway, and Beech Grove to see where they’ll be in 40 or 50 years.

People could just stop running away from their cities. They could buy their homes in cities, raise property values, send their kids to city schools and lift all the boats.

You could, dare I say it, be friends with people and develop relationships with your neighbors. Plenty of cities have good luck with this. It turns out rich white people don’t turn to stone when gazed upon by a poor person. As proof, look at Downtown Indy. We all notice the “homeless” people sitting around, but they don’t bother us so much because there’s all kinds of other cool, neat, and nice things and people around. It sort of “waters things down”, for lack of a better way of saying it.

People could start taking the bus, so we don’t keep referring to a group of people as “bus people”, with the inclination that they’re lazy, gross, or dirty and should be avoided. Then we could start seeing transit as part of our infrastructure and not a service to the poor like other truly world class cities. We’d increase density and have a system where people clamored to be on or near a transit line as opposed to rejecting it for fear that “bus people” might be there.

People could recognize that if you leave a group of people in an area to effectively stew in their own bowl of societal loathing and disregard, you shouldn’t be surprised when those people develop a chip on their shoulders and become agitated and upset.

People could recognize that you can’t lump people together into groups by income and be surprised that poor people begat more poor people. If you make minimum wage, you’re going to get cheap haircuts, so the person cutting hair makes less, too. So instead of fighting the idea of “affordable rental housing” near luxury condos, try for a happy medium. There is a bit of a nugget of truth to the old Reaganism to “lift all boats”.

None of the shootings that happen in this city or elsewhere are all that surprising or confusing to me and they shouldn’t be to you, either. But the causes are really on all of us.

When I was growing up, if a kid seemed a little lost, there were people around who’d help fill in the gaps. They didn’t all run off to the suburbs (if Salem had suburbs).

So stop running, stop being scared, and live amongst the humans that are our neighbors. You’ll do more than any legislator, police officer, or social service worker could ever do.

You’ll never guess what Indiana keeps with its constitution

In 1921, John Dillinger moved from Indianapolis to Mooresville, Indiana. His father said the city was corrupting his son, who while a hard worker, stayed out and partied all night. A year later his wild demeanor conflicted with his newfound rural life and he stole a car. His father, attempting to right his son, urged him to enlist in the Navy. He deserted a few months later and was dishonorably discharged.

Returning to Indiana, Dillinger married in 1924 and tried to hold a job, but it wasn’t his lifestyle. He divorced five years later in 1929.

With the economy slowing in the buildup to the Great Depression, Dillinger was short on cash and unable to hold a job. He and a friend decided to rob a local grocery store of $50. It was their first robbery, one that his father, a local church deacon, attempted to negotiation his sentence down with the Morgan County prosecutor. To no avail, he was sentenced to 15 years.

Dillinger’s criminal history would grow into one this country still talks about today. After his release from prison, Dillinger would go on to live his promise of becoming “the meanest bastard you’ve ever seen when I get out of here.” He was pissed at society and his father, always supportive of his son (even gathering signatures for a petition to release him), never stopped believing in his him.

Dillinger would go on to rob at least 13 banks, though he’s suspected in more. His gang, whom he met in prison, would rob six banks in Indiana alone across the state. He became wanted in the shooting of an East Chicago police officer. They robbed police stations in Auburn and Peru, Indiana for weapons and ammunition. They became so brazen, Dillinger’s gang became the reason J. Edgar Hoover established the modern day FBI.

Dillinger was wanted in states across the Midwest and by the US Government. His crimes were stopped when he was shot and killed by officers in Chicago during a raid.

Among his crimes in Indiana, they included assault, bank robberies, armed robberies, assaulting officers, killing an officer, and escaping from the “escape proof” Crown Point prison in Lake County.

His crimes are the stuff of legend. So much so that legends live on. It’s rumored his penis is in the Smithsonian. And the paperwork for his arrests and warrants and other evidence sits in a surprising place.

In Indianapolis at the Indiana State Archives sits records from across the state. In the already secure and fire-protected facility sits a vault. In that vault are more precious and important papers and work. And in that vault sits a safe. In that safe are three things: aerial photos of the state, the Indiana Constitution, and the Dillinger files.

So the next time you wonder where the vaulted Constitution sits, or how such a document can be the guiding principle for our laws, and how our state can enshrine marriage laws to men and women, remember: that document is of the same value and prestige that it has to be stored alongside files and papers from a murderer, robber, and escaped convict so infamous and heinous it overshadows the likes of Bonnie and Clyde.

The Spirit of Adventure

You know that scene in UP, the one where Carl and Ellie have their life play out before us? Their lives start as young kids who meet over a shared interest in exploring South America.

They get married, save money for their future life in Paradise Falls, and life constantly gets in their way. A flat tire, a broken leg, a tree falls on their house. It constantly empties their savings and with it their life in Paradise Falls. Ellie even miscarries a baby, and despite the gravity of the situation, It’s a beautiful four minutes of cinema. Pixar managed to tell a better story in four minutes than most movies can do in a hundred and four minutes — all without a single spoken word.

UP is my favorite movie. The characters are lovable and relatively pedestrian, yet flawed and adventurous. The music is perfectly timed and relevant. The plot has its twists on a classic carpe diem theme.

Who isn’t Carl or Ellie? Carl had big dreams as a child, got married and lost sight of his dreams but never his love. He sold balloons at the zoo Ellie worked at as a zookeeper. He retired and is widowed only to have his world around him change and collapse. With exception of never failing at love, his experience mirrors that of you and me.

Carl loses his wife to death, but never stops believing she’s there. He gets jaded and bitter in his old age — maybe he always was. Maybe I have, too. Pixar took the storybook and rewrote the book.

There’s so much about UP I admire, respect, and envy. I admire the team at Pixar that wrote, animated, scored, and produced this film. I respect their talent and skills and envy the ability to do it. We should all be so lucky to attach our names to a project that as far reaching and wonderful as UP.

JustinJeremiah_019As much as I admire the technical and artistic chops of Pixar for such real and flawed animated characters, I admire and relate to Carl, too.

Since I first saw UP in 2009, I’ve wished for the love that Carl had. But “had” is the key word, because I inevitability question the pain of the inevitable loss of love.

Is 50 years of love worth the heartache that is destined for us all? Or is 50 years of solitude and loneliness, which is likely to shorten your life anyway, a better alternative?

Most people would quickly favor a long life filled with love, but if you lose it enough times you have to begin questioning the fleeting value.

I’m thinking of the life I want to have, just like Carl and Ellie did. Even though I know that life likely won’t permit me to live out the dreams I’ve always had. Despite serious setbacks along the way, I’m lucky to have met Jeremiah — my partner of over a year now.

We should all be so lucky.

You like wine and pie, right?

Because I liked it, I’m publishing my oft-reserved-for-print column here.


The Salem Leader
Generation Why – Column
Justin Harter
January 2013

You like wine and pie, right?

Hold on to your wigs and keys everyone, America has a new congress. The 113th, to be exact, so I think I speak for everyone when I say now’s a good time to be superstitious.

There’s a lot Congress should, and needs, to take up. One of which has particularly grated on my nerves lately: immigration reform. I’m not talking about Mexicans supposedly leaping over fences along the US-Mexico border to take our high-paying leaf blower jobs. I’m talking about the idiotic policy this country takes that fights against itself.

Imagine this scenario: you’re out with a friend and your friend says, “Hey, why don’t you come over to dinner later? I’ll make soup.” And you say, “Hey, that sounds great. I’ll bring some wine and dessert for us, too!” And you’re all set. So you go over to your friend’s house later that evening with a nice bottle of wine and a freshly made pie. Your friend welcomes you in, you enjoy some soup, and once you both finish the main course, your friend turns to you and says, “Okay, that was great, but you have to leave now. And take your wine and pie with you.”

That is exactly what this country does when it comes to foreign students who come to America to study in our top-notch schools, both public and private. American taxpayers have helped subsidize and build the greatest higher education system anywhere in the world. It’s not without its problems (high costs being a big one), but there’s no denying an American education is far and above almost every other school in the world with only a few exceptions, like Oxford in England.

US schools already put hard caps on foreign student enrollment, saving most of the top spots for American students. But foreign students, like some I’ve met lately from Taiwan, Thailand, and South Korea, have gone through insane amounts of red tape and Passport-and-Visa-Wrangling to get here. Now that they’re here, they’re studying in US schools, often with subsidies like their American peers, or sometimes paying full sticker price, for an education that’s uniquely American. And they’re doing good work, too, working with groundbreaking research to save lives here and abroad from disease and illness that plagues us all.

But once they’re finished with their degree, they can sometimes find work to remain in the US, but often they find it nearly impossible to find a sponsor to stay here, especially when the school is tapped out on researchers and graduate-level jobs. This means a 20-something individual who is at the top of their home country’s rankings (and our’s) gets sent back home with advanced degrees in science, medicine, technology, and engineering. In most cases, their home country doesn’t have the ability to support their career with jobs, infrastructure, or the kind of salary they rightfully deserve. If they can, they’re effectively competing against the US by earning patents, awards, and research accolades “someplace else”. It’d be like if we invaded Afghanistan and before we fought the Taliban, we invited them to enroll in West Point and once they finished, they could go back to fight against us.

At this point, we don’t get to sit around confused as to how India’s siphoning off technology jobs from America, or how China’s able to churn out engineers using lessons learned here in America. We did this to ourselves and we continue to punch ourselves in the face.

When most people hear “Immigration Reform” they hear “Mexicans taking our jobs”, which isn’t supported by the numbers. It is fair, however, to say that Mexicans come into the country and because of their illegal status they fail to pay all the taxes they otherwise could and they do become, to some extent, a net drain on the country. But it’s just as bad on the other end of the spectrum.

Why would it be so difficult for the US to enact legislation that made an advanced Masters degree or PhD an automatic enrollment as an American citizen? “Want to come to America to study in our schools? Great, come on in, and when you finish, we’d like you to stay.” Effectively, we’re tossing people out with their wine and dessert after we’ve spent the time giving them our soup. It makes no sense and on some level it’s rude. As if this country couldn’t use more doctors or engineers. And you can’t say they’d be taking away jobs from Americans. At what point does anyone with, say, a medical degree not get a job in medicine? What are we afraid of? Shorter wait times at the doctor’s office?

Dealing with Mexicans here illegally is an issue in itself. However, surely we can grant citizenship with the achievement of one of our own highly-valued degrees (and even service in our armed forces). We already made the soup, let’s not cheat ourselves out of a nice glass of wine and some pie. Someone’s going to eat that pie, it might as well be us.