Fire Robert Barchi.
 
 
Now.
 
 
Don’t waste time with internal meetings and conference calls. Or hearings and debate. Barchi has to go. The Rutgers president is clearly ill-equipped to run any operation larger than a convenience store, and his recent performance is compelling evidence of that fact.
 
 
Barchi somehow avoided the guillotine in the wake of the Mike Rice debacle, claiming that his busy schedule prevented him from watching a half-hour videotape of the former men’s basketball coach’s abusive behavior. Because of that, he turfed the investigation to lawyers and consultants, who decided firing Rice wasn’t the best move. That was Barchi’s first mistake.
The possibility of Dana Spain's candidacy for mayor of Philadelphia has moved from "maybe" to "most likely" since Victor Fiorillo first broke the story here at phillymag.com. And when she runs, the registered Democrat will not be affiliated with a political party—she'll be an independent.
 
 
The businesswoman and philanthropist appeared on "The Dawn Show" on WMCN-TV44, hosted by my wife, Dawn Stensland-Mendte.
Want to cruise through the Philly airport? Of course you do! Since January, I've been through our local airport more than 30 times (mostly on business travel), so you could say I’ve got a little experience. Here, 10 ways to make a stay at PHL as short as possible.
 
 
1. Fly a lot. It’s true: It really is better for the one percent. Particularly when flying. And there’s no better way to travel comfortably than to just fly a lot. Particularly with one airline. When you’re a frequent flier you get to board and depart your plane before most others. You always get a space for your luggage. You often get the use of the airline’s lounge. If you need to change a flight, you’re accommodated, oftentimes without extra charges. And if you’re on standby, you’ll find your name moved to the top of the list.
I swore I was done. I promised I would never waste another column writing about how pathetic Philadelphia is. And how its complacent residents and businessmen get exactly what they deserve. Washing my hands of all things Philly, I pledged to never again comment on Michael Nutter, who is, without a doubt, America’s most clueless and excruciatingly boring mayor.
 
 
But I failed.
 
 
It is simply impossible not to rip into Tweedledee's latest efforts to drive the final stake into the heart of a once-great city by trying to impose, yes, more taxes! But this isn’t a column about how astronomical taxes actually decrease revenue and further a city’s demise. Michael Nutter has never, nor will ever, understand that, so why bother?
 
 
It’s much more fun to look at Mayor’s “legacy” to date and marvel about how bad he really is.
 
 
It has been nearly 16 years since Philadelphia lost Richie Ashburn, one of the greatest Phillies players of all time. The beloved Hall of Famer, who played for the team from 1948 through 1959, died of a heart attack in 1997 after broadcasting a Phillies-Mets game from Shea Stadium. His family buried him in the cemetery outside of Gladwyne Methodist Church, where all was quiet until some developers announced plans to turn the church into condos and put a parking lot next to the cemetery. Ashburn's widow, Herberta, is calling foul.
It was the central, existential question of Philadelphia sports fandom for a decade: "Is Donovan McNabb a great player, or is he a fraud?"
 
 
From the Eagles' selection of McNabb in the 1999 draft to his departure after the 2009 season, virtually all Philadelphia sports discussion ran through that question, one that functioned something like a miniature culture war. One of the notes I found false in Silver Linings Playbook, in fact, was that the most-argued-about Eagle among the characters was not McNabb but DeSean Jackson.
 
 
With the news that McNabb will formally retire as an Eagle this fall, likely in a...
 
 
You’ve probably heard of Tesla Motors by now, the California company that designs and manufactures electric cars. Founded in 2003, Tesla almost didn't make it through the recession, but today its fortunes are rising, thanks in large part to the car it released last year: the Model S (top photo). A premium sport sedan, the Model S is aimed at people who would otherwise buy a Mercedes S Class or a Lexus. It starts at $69,900 ($62,400 with a $7,500 federal tax credit). You recharge the car by plugging it into a wall outlet or a public charging station. The charging port is built into the taillight. Automotive journalists have gone nuts for the Model S; Motor Trend and Automobile named it their car of the year for 2013, and Consumer Reports gave it a rare 99 out of 100 rating.
On May 1st each year, the city’s elected officials are required to tell the world how they make their money, and what kind of gifts they’re getting. These financial disclosure statements, thanks to the City of Philadelphia’s Mesozoic technological prowess and resistance to transparency, are available only in person, in a cramped and cluttered office on the ground floor of City Hall. I went to the cramped office so you didn't have to. Here, some of the most interesting findings from the 2012 disclosures:
Those shiny new SEPTA Regional Rail cars sure look great, don’t they?
 

They took long enough to get here: the Silverliner V car order was plagued by delays and production problems of all kinds. SEPTA formally took delivery of the last of the 120 cars in March, three years behind schedule.

The President of the Pennsylvania Horticultural Society, Drew Becheris ticked at Kathy Orr, Cecily Tynan and Sheena Parveen. The coven of weather women and their gangs of meteorologists cost him an atrium of money: $1.2 million to be exact. That's how much the 2013 Philadelphia Flower Show lost because, Becher told the Philadelphia Inquirer, of a flurry of false forecasts.
If Chip Kelly is already tiring of questions regarding the identity of his starting quarterback, just imagine how he’ll feel come August, when his dragstrip offense gets a test-drive against real enemy defenders, and the inevitable speed bumps arise. There is a little bit of a difference between dealing with the media in Philadelphia than, say, the folks in Eugene, Oregon, or Durham, New Hampshire. Don’t get too testy, Coach, or you’ll make the last guy look like the Chamber of Commerce president.
On Saturday, thousands of people turned out at Camden's Susquehanna Bank Center for the seventh annual MMRBQ, radio station WMMR's celebration of rock-and-roll, beer...and beer. Musical guests included Soundgarden, Alice In Chains and Cheap Trick, among others, and WMMR's top talent, including Pierre Robert and the Preston & Steve entourage, held down the fort. I decided to make the trip to see what all the fuss was about. Below, some observations.
 
John Bolaris Is Still In Philadelphia
 
 
Though he's been threatening to vacate the Philadelphia area, everybody's favorite weatherguy hasn't left yet. Here he is backstage getting an unsolicited kiss from some...
No sooner did HughE Dillon post this on Philly Chit Chat than I heard hearts racing from the Delaware to the Schuylkill:
 
“I hear that the Bloomingdale folks are interested in the Burlington Coat Factory location, which is on a year to year lease. They’ve been here four times; the last time, they brought their lawyers and design team with them.”
 
Bloomingdale’s in the Gallery! Be still, my heart! It’s safe to go back to Market Street at last!
 
 
At eight o'clock this morning, a dozen Tea Party activists began unfurling handwritten signs and “Don't Tread on Me” Gadsden flags outside the front entrance of the Kimmel Center. They had been shepherded there by the influential conservative group FreedomWorks to protest Comcast, which was holding its annual shareholders meeting inside. The sparse crowd didn't quite number 60,000—the number of Philadelphia-area members it beckoned to Broad Street--and wasn't the usual band of Comcast opponents either. Last year's shareholders meeting was disrupted by 50 or so Occupy-aligned activists. That said, Comcast's right-wing antagonists have more in common with the drum circle crowd than they might realize.
The Eagles staged their first big minicamp of the year this week, and most eyes are on new coach Chip Kelly, the multi-pronged quarterback competition, the integration of the club's many rookies and free agents, and the sad, sad end of Taco Tuesday.
 
 
The minicamp, though, would've been much more interesting if a certain free agent punter had been invited. Chris Kluwe was recently released by the Minnesota Vikings, and for a lot of reasons, I think the Eagles should sign him.
 
 
Did you ever stop and think to yourself: “Y’know who’s not working hard enough around here? Freaking carriage horses.”
 
 
Me neither.
The son of Dutch and Irish immigrants, Charles Whitecar Miskelly was a South Jersey shipbuilder who died in 1963 at age 83. He was also a writer, one who shut himself up in his home office and banged out stories on a typewriter he repaired with a fishing line. He wrote historical novels and short stories about the towns around him, as well as beautiful, sometimes heartbreaking poetry.
 
 
A few minutes after hearing the guilty verdicts against him, while attorneys huddled with the judge, Kermit Gosnell continued to shake his head in disbelief. Alternating between derisive snorts, and a bemused, sometimes bitter-looking smile, Gosnell stared into the jury box, seemingly unable to accept what had just happened to him—or what he faces next.
 
 
Gosnell will face a death penalty hearing, beginning May 21st, after being found guilty by a jury of six women and six men, in the first degree homicide of three babies born alive in his abortion clinic.
 
 
Gosnell was also convicted of involuntary manslaughter in the death...
On Tuesday, Prince Harry will be visiting Seaside Heights and Mantoloking, two towns that were torn apart by Hurricane Sandy. That's a very nice gesture, and one that should raise spirits—or at least throngs of screaming women—for a town that's been through so much in the last six months.
 
 
But let's be real here: This is Prince Harry. Prince "Parties Naked in Las Vegas" Harry. The guy's got some more touring to do.
In the coming days and weeks, as new Sixers GM Sam Hinkie and his advanced metrics approach to basketball are celebrated, remember the sage words of an NBA executive I talked to on Friday:
 
 
“This is ‘Moneyball,’ and ‘Moneyball hasn’t won a playoff series yet,” he says.
 
 
What about that 2009 first-round triumph over Portland?
 
 
“That wasn’t Moneyball,” the exec says, dismissively. “That was Yao Ming, who was a transcendent player.”