Local first. We’ve been talking a little lately about
growth and development issues in Grass Valley, which now
includes the Glenbrook Basin. Especially interesting is the
possible fate of the old Chevrolet dealership, now closed, where
Walgreens is widely assumed to be the next tenant with part of
the package being demolition and a new building. The publisher
of the Grass Valley Union, Jeff Ackerman, wrote an
opinion piece for Tuesday’s edition about this little real
estate transaction, and it provides a fine opportunity to make
some pertinent points about local government, economics and
development.
Maybe the most amusing part of this story is the letter
writing campaign being waged almost every day in The Union by
people saying we don’t need Walgreens; we want Trader Joe’s,
as though such business decisions are made by a vote of the
people. They’re not, and Jeff makes that point, saying that
Walgreens can risk its dough trying to sell you stuff on that
corner if it wants to. Trader Joes may not be bidding for the
job, but the people do get to vote, in a way. The people elect
local officials to make decisions about planning and land use.
The city can’t say whether the sign hanging on the building
says Walgreens, Trader Joes or any other name, but the right and
responsibility of local government to regulate practically
everything else about the building is well established.
Jeff suggests that the only option for people who don’t
want Walgreens is to buy the property from Walgreens and open
whatever kind of business they want. The first snag in that plan
is that Walgreens doesn’t own the real estate; a developer
owns it and happens to be offering Walgreens the opportunity to
do business there. Trying to nudge the developer in the
direction the people want is exactly what the city is supposed
to do. The people do not have to assume the developer’s role
to have influence over land use decisions.
Jeff expresses a nostalgic feeling for Walgreens, pointing
out that the milkshake was invented in 1922 at a Walgreens soda
fountain. Sorry Jeff, but this aint no neighborhood soda
fountain anymore. It’s just another giant, faceless, soulless
corporation. We can’t afford to cut any slack for what it was
80-some years ago.
Finally, Jeff takes a shot at citizens who kibitz planning
decisions as people who, "Wouldn’t know a business plan
if it crawled out of their Birkenstocks." He says he wants
‘em to, "Just shut up about it." As always, Jeff
turns a nice phrase, but he seriously underestimates the wit,
wisdom and will of the people he’s trying to marginalize.
There are some very attractive, innovative and lucrative
business plans at work in this community, and quite a few Birks
are hitting the floors of those businesses. Makes me wonder if
Jeff values attire more than attitude.
Under the county’s stewardship, the Basin went from a
bucolic rural playground to a big strip mall, indistinguishable
from north Auburn. Grass Valley contributed to the deterioration
by providing the sewer service. Now Grass Valley city officials
are bragging that it’s a new planning era in that area with
Gold Country architecture–whatever that means–coming in the
future. The future is now at the old car lot. We’ll soon see
if Grass Valley is serious about transforming the Basin. It
takes more than architecture and landscaping to make a local
business, but it’s a start.
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You probably heard our Congressman, John Doolittle answer a
few question live at the KVMR booth during the county fair. I
have to give him a little credit for walking cold into a
situation where tough questions were asked. As you’d expect,
he told us how surprised he was to learn that Jack Abramof was a
bad guy, even though Abramof was giving money to Doolittle’s
campaign fund, and Doolittle’s wife was keeping 15% of it as
Abramof’s contract employee. Discerning that most of his
constituents don’t really mind that he’s on the take,
Doolittle readily admits that these campaign contributions were
made to influence his opposition to reforming some labor laws in
a place called the Mariana Islands, a US commonwealth south of
Japan and west of the Phillipines. Sixty some odd years ago, the
US grabbed these islands as a military base. The flights which
dropped atom bombs on Japan took off from the Marianas. These
days, the place is home to some manufacturers who don’t pay
very well, but like to put a "made in USA" label on
their products. Following the money, that would explain
Doolittle’s interest in the labor laws of the Mariana Islands.
The congressman also said he favors building fences to
prevent illegal immigration only in the urban areas along the
Mexican border. Presumably, he figures if they’re going to
come anyway, at least we can send ‘em for a walk in the desert
instead of just letting them walk down the street.
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A little follow up on the "Lamont beats Lieberman"
story: As soon as Ned Lamont became the Democratic nominee, the
Republicans all the way up to Dick Cheney started calling him an
al Qaida sympathizer who was encouraging terrorists. This is a
political tactic that dates back at least to the early 1950s.
Some of the slower Republicans still call ‘em commie
sympathizers, but these days the word "commie" has
been replaced by the word terrorist. It’s still the same;
there’s one under every bed. And I’ve been reading
commentary which refers to Lamont symbolizing a Democratic shift
to the left, as though being opposed to invading Iraq to
colonize the region and steal the oil had anything to do with
being off the center of the political spectrum.
I’m old enough to remember when the centrist Lyndon Johnson
kicked Barry Goldwater’s conservative butt in the 1964
presidential election. Goldwater was called a right wing
extremist while Johnson was bombing the hell out of southeast
Asia. Nowadays, it’s fashionable to call yourself a
conservative, but Goldwater wouldn’t even recognize the people
wearing that badge. Political labels like left, right and center
have a relatively short shelf life. Call yourself whatever you
like; you still can’t take your toothpaste on the airplane
anymore.