The grim realities of Wednesday Morning
June 6th, 2007 by Atomictumor
This morning I woke up with a king hell headache. My neck wasn’t sore, my sinuses weren’t raging, just one of those kick-in-the-balls headaches that comes out of nowhere, punishing you for something heinous you’ve done in a past life, or the recent nights.
I racked my brain, trying to think of how I offended God so miserably as to afford being smote while my head’s still on the pillow. I concluded that God probably isn’t pissed, so I ruled him out of my headache hit list, and let my mind wander.
It wandered out, and drifted around, and finally started settling on the election last night.
Now, I’m content with most aspects of the thing. The only candidate race that went against my predictions were Ellen Smith’s ascension onto council, but, I still like that with my liberal Naderish thinking, and I think she might do well. I would hope, based on seeing her speak a few times in the past, that she kinda ropes her long winded tendancies, but not her sensibilities. Oak Ridge hasn’t had a hippie on the council before, so really she might just be the closest thing to direct representation for my sorry ass that I’ll ever have.
Additionally, she’s an online type, keeping and carrying a blog, as well as dealing with the circus down at the Oak Ridger Forums, which is a big plus in her favor. I hope she keeps this internety accessibility into her coming job.
No, I think whats giving me a headache is the bond thing. Oak Ridge decidedly smacked down the idea that the city will ever spend public money on any kind of private enterprise, and woe be to he that try. I think we just saw ourselves relegated to a retirement community. Or worse, a job farm, where 14000 federal employees head out and head home.
Now, as with the candidate thing, I’m trying to see the silver lining in something that I didn’t hope for, but I really don’t see it here. I think we’ve neutered ourselves, stagnated any possibility of major growth on a retail side, and for what? Claims of transparency? Fear of debt?
Those are valid, but this thing appeared as transparent as any government endeavor, and folks, I don’t think debt is going anywhere in this town. I’m afraid we’re looking forward to a nice future of property tax increases, which will start spiraling upwards as the elderly in this town die, and their kids (who left Oak Ridge, naturally) rent out the property, driving land values down, driving property taxes further up, until this town is squalor bordered by a big chimney, hills, and federal installations.
Maybe thats just the headache talking.
That said, I’m betting that GBT unveils this amazing new plan for putting retail elsewhere in town without city money, on a smaller scale. Then again, Oak Ridge has roundly said that it doesn’t need retail, and with Harden Valley and Midtown growing, retails finding ways to make getting our dollars less effortlessly outside of Oak Ridge.
June 6th, 2007 at 11:05 am
I’m sorry you’re feeling so lousy AT. I am amused by the idea of candidates blogging, and of you liking the candidate in part because she blogs. I think I read somewhere about someone being a myspace friend with Obama but dropping him because he was too high-maintenance. But blogging… I often think that, even if you make an effort to the contrary, it’s impossible not to–in some way–be yourself on a blog. Over time authenticity just shines through. That makes it a unique genre as far as I’m concerned. I once tested this proposition by trying to write a blog that was riddled with lies and would not reflect who I really am. But I just couldn’t keep it up. Somehow the truth is more interesting. Or maybe a better way to put it is, it’s impossible to summon the energy for anything more than the truth…
June 6th, 2007 at 11:19 am
Maybe Target will decide to move to Midtown, right in my backyard. Now that’d be sweet!
June 6th, 2007 at 8:04 pm
Thanks for blogging through the headache, AT. I was in no shape to blog this morning. I spent the day (at work, even) feeling pretty out of it, due to a condition that I blame on re-using the same water bottle for too many days of campaigning. Let that be a lesson for me!
Also thanks for your confidence, or at least your sorta-confidence. I’m not sure what a hippie on City Council is supposed to do, and at age 54 I don’t think I can wear the label of hippie real well, but….
I don’t share your pessimistic interpretation about the meaning of the failure of the bond issue. If you show Oak Ridgers a well-designed public-private deal that offers clear public value for the public money, that is backed by solid information and analysis, and that is not suddenly sprung on the community with a hucksterish “buy now or lose the chance forever” spiel — then I predict that people will support (or at least not oppose) the deal. I realize that the characterization of Oak Ridgers as codgers who are opposed to all forms of “progress” was effective in convincing some people to support Crestpointe (”I guess I had better support Crestpointe to prove we aren’t like that…”), but that doesn’t make it true.