It's been years since someone asked me what life is like in "Mindianapolis," that chilly conclave located in Somewhere Up There, United States.
These days, it's almost more than our modest Minnesota hearts can take to see all the gushing about us in the national press, with our city name spelled correctly.
There's that favorable Vikings Stadium update in the real estate section of the New York Times, and a complimentary feature on the Dayton brothers, Eric and Andrew, in the Wall Street Journal. We have innovative, award-winning chefs. We have Prince and Garrison Keillor and the Guthrie. We don't have grape salad, but that was a fun distraction.
And it sure doesn't hurt to have the Mall of America.
But the clearest proof that we've arrived came in mid-February, wrapped in an unfamiliar package: scathing criticism.
The reason? Racial disparities.
It all started with an upbeat article in the Atlantic, published in mid-February. The title was, "The Miracle of Minneapolis." Economics reporter Derek Thompson noted that Minneapolis-St. Paul is one of only three large metropolitan areas where at least half the homes are within reach for young middle-class families (the other two being Salt Lake City and Pittsburgh).
He referred to census findings that, among residents under 35, the Twin Cities area is in the top 10 for college-graduation rates and median earnings, and among the lowest in poverty rates. He singled us out for good neighborhoods and good schools, and large companies whose taxes "flow" into poorer neighborhoods to give people a pathway to middle-class lives.