Commentary: In a column four months ago, I wrote that the people running the downtown Farmer’s Market had been “very helpful” with a group I was working with to raise funds for homeless students in the Las Cruces school district.
In the more than 16 years that I have been writing this weekly column, I have never penned a sentence that was as wrong. I confused the people running the market with the woman who was in charge of collecting rent for the walkway leading to the Farmer’s Market. She was not only helpful, but took a real interest in what we were doing.
The owners of Dragonfly Restaurant, where we eventually set up shop after being shooed off the Farmer’s Market, were more than helpful, as were those at the Wal-Mart on Rinconada, where we also had a table.
The people running the Farmer’s Market were the opposite of helpful.
And so, I wasn’t really surprised last week when the market’s inflexible rules crashed headlong into the First Amendment.