I—like many of you, I’m sure—live in a city and state with rapidly deteriorating infrastructure. My ride to work each day is punctuated with potholes that I have memorized through my instinct of self-preservation. There is a bridge in my neighborhood that has been closed for over a year, and occasionally, I wake up to a boil water alert caused by the most recent water main break. A year or so ago, the city finally paved one of the main streets in my neighborhood, which was beginning to look like part of a war zone. Everyone was ecstatic, until the following week when another water main break forced the city to dig up the street to fix the leak, and the resulting hole with dirt and gravel backfill still remains. Countless promises of infrastructure spending and improvements from federal, state, and city leaders have come and gone, but my bridge is still out and my streets are still not paved. Continue reading >