Last week, Amazon announced that it was looking for a site for a new headquarters. Cue a dating contest to rival "The Bachelor," as adoring cities figuratively hurled themselves at the feet of CEO Jeff Bezos, lauding their own best features and squealing how excited they were by the thought of having the tech giant for their very own.
Many theories have been advanced for Amazon’s best interest; many cities have been extolled. But one in particular caught my eye: Richard Florida, the poet laureate of the Creative Class, deemed my own fair city -- Washington, DC -- the most likely resting place for Bezos’s wandering eye.