Some ideas, good or bad, are worth remarking on promptly.
Some, but not all: there are times when a proposal is so destructive of a community’s well-being, so terribly misguided, that a few remarks, or even many, would not be enough.
In those times, one meets a light, misplaced enthusiasm with diligent, well-placed work.
It was one year ago to this day, on December 3, 2013 at around 8 PM, that Whitewater’s Wastewater Superintendent cheerily broached another ignorant & destructive plan for a waste digester in Whitewater.
The idea, simply put, would be to make Whitewater the repository for other communities’ human and animal waste, and all manner of filth that could be trucked from cities that didn’t want it, to be delivered to our small, residential town.
I’ve written about it only briefly since. Better to spend the year in preparation, it seemed, than commentary. And so, that’s what I’ve done. For much of the last year, this has been my effort from this particular vantage: to research and to prepare for this subject.
Along the way, I’ve written a few posts that describe how the long work yet ahead seems to me, and thought of earlier posts that reminded me to work still harder.
In the end, one begins each day from The Better Approach of the Dark-Horse Underdog, recognizes that sugary promises contribute to Local Government’s Vendor Problem, that one can profit by Frédéric Bastiat’s Gift to Whitewater, believing that grandiose ideas deserve more scrutiny than The Peddler’s Egg, that Public Choice Theory Inoculates People from Poor Policy, and that there should be six clear and defined Steps for Blogging on a Policy or Proposal.
In all this, I am convinced yet again that the right standards for Whitewater eclipse giddy cheerleading.
It’s been a year well and truly spent.
For all the preparation, steady and thorough, I’ve also felt a deepening love and hope for our small and beautiful city, convinced as I am that a New Whitewater is inevitable, that there will be no going back.
One would prefer not to contend over this; far more, one would betray oneself, and all one believes, not to contend in opposition.
One year on, a decade, or even a generation from now: a few dark proposals require a diligent, zealous opposition whenever they should appear, to the very fullest of one’s ability.


