Every first and third Monday of the month for as long as anyone can remember, this city’s elected commissioners have gathered in their musty second-floor chambers to contend with issues large and small ”” reports of gaping potholes, proposals to sell city land, an annual budget plan.
But as of this month, they are literally powerless, and hold no authority to make any decisions. Not even on potholes.
The city is now run by Joseph L. Harris, an accountant and auditor from miles away, one of a small cadre of “emergency managers” dispatched like firefighters by the state to put out financial blazes in Michigan’s most troubled cities.
Firefighters…like in Fahrenheit 451?