In a city that has run out of cash, it’s wiser to call a neighbour than an ambulance

Philadelphia got a new mayor in January and most residents couldn’t be happier. After being sworn in, Michael Nutter gave a rousing speech about all the great things he planned for the city: less crime, better schools, more jobs. ‘People who have confidence in the future make big plans,’ Nutter declared. ‘This is the new Philadelphia.’

It makes you wonder if the poor man knows what he’s getting into. Or, as one headline put it: ‘Michael Nutter Is, Um, Totally Screwed.’ Don’t get me wrong: if you’re coming to town to see the Liberty Bell or grab an artery-clogging cheese steak, that’s great. You’ll have a good time. We’ve got off-Broadway shows, fabulous museums and more Ben Franklin impersonators per capita than any other city in the world. Our archaic alcohol-control system means an abundance of cheap but gourmet BYOB eateries.

But for those of us who live here, things aren’t so rosy.