Saturday, August 28, 2010

In the Best Interests of the Town

I wrote this letter a few days ago in response to an article in the Sun Journal. The Friends of Maine's Mountains was challenging ownership of a parcel of mountaintop previously thought to belong to the town of Carthage, but to which they have just received title. This 320 acre lot on Saddleback Mountain is slated to be the home of industrial wind turbines if the town fights for this land--and wins. Selectman Brown commented that the town would "reap royalties" and they just want to do what is in "the best interest of the town".

Angus King and Rob Gardiner, who are proposing an industrial wind project in my neighborhood, met with Highlanders yesterday to present a new 'tangible benefits' package to the plantation. After listening and watching, I was reminded of this comment I made about the Carthage article...


What is, really, in the 'best interest of the town'. Does it always come down to a quick buck? Is that what determines what is best for a town... or for an organization, or for a family or individual? If 'tangible benefits' and short-term lease payments and a temporary reduction in taxes were all removed from the equation, what, then, would be in the 'best interests of the town'?

Would it be best for the town to have hundreds of thousands yards of bedrock and earth blasted and relocated on the beautiful ridges above their homes? Would the high, low and ultra-low frequency noise produced by turbines be unnacceptable to the townsfolk and their neighbors, then? Remember, acoustical engineers are beginning to tell us that people living within 2 miles of turbines can suffer adverse health affects. And less cautious experts are advocating for setbacks of up to five miles in mountainous regions and up to twenty miles when turbines rise above open water. If money wasn't involved, would we be more likely to defend our friends and neighbors from the negative health affects of turbines? Would we care more about them, then?

If the monetary benefits were removed, would we be concerned about the miles of new roads which will fragment wildlife habitat and disrupt animals' hunting and foraging trails? Would we be outraged at the bird and bat deaths which will occur, instead of shrugging the fact off with inane coments about how house cats and automobiles are just as apt to kill them??

And what about economics? If the town was not going to receive those tangible benefits, temporary lease payments and short term tax reductions, would we be more likely to require that wind turbines be self-supporting and produce affordable electricity before they could erect their massive machines? Would we question the economics of a generation system which, at BEST, produces 35% of its rated capacity, but more often produces between 10-25%? Would we welcome a power plant whose product is up to four times more expensive than an already-established renewable hydro source in Canada? Would we encourage development of an industry which we knew had a life-span of only 20 years? And which would be expensive and time-consuming to remove when its useful life was over? Would we allow them to be built, knowing that the money for decommissioning them had not been set aside at the outset, and understanding that it could very well fall to the tax-payers to foot those future bills?

Would it be best for the town's economy to lose open land for hunting, hiking, bird-watching, and the like to hillsides and ridgelines which will be posted against trespassing? Would we be more likely to protect the integrity of the wilderness experience for which tourists from around the world travel to Maine, if the almighty dollar wasn't being waved in front of our faces?

If the state of Maine had not sanctioned this form of bribery, and if our legislators had not approved it, we would not be facing these issues. There is no way in the world the people of Maine would allow such an ill-advised, misguided, destructive and economically unfeasible plan to move forward on our iconic summits.

If money was taken out of the equation, Mainers would be shouting "NO!" from these mountaintops. If the money was gone, then--we would really, really be working in "the best interest of the town".

All is not lost. I am encouraged. As more and more Mainers become informed on the true facts about these projects, the wind is shifting. People are standing up. People are speaking up. People are exercising their rights and calling for a stop to this foolish plan. Money isn't the be-all, end-all that the developers believe it to be. Some people care about the whole picture, and not just the short-term monetary gains. I hope the town of Carthage will recognize that there is much more value in its resources-- both human and 'natural'-- than there is value in being the temporary recipient of hand-outs from a for-profit company who is reaping its rewards from American workers' hard-earned tax money.
Respectfully,

Karen Pease
Lexington Twp., ME

12 comments:

  1. Timothy 6:10

    "For the love of money is the root of all evil: Which while some have coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows."

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  2. Hey, if God said it, who am I to argue!?

    :o)

    Thanks, DC. Now, get some sleep!

    Kaz

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  3. Well, it wasn't exactly a direct quotefrom the Big Guy himself, but it still makes a lot of sense...........

    G'night

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  4. Duh! If it's in the Bible, God said it! He just isn't that good with pen and paper, so He got a little help.

    Duh....

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  5. And God said to Noah 'Take thy wife & flee'

    But the flea had flown and his wife had shot thru with a travelling ark salesman.

    So then God said to Noah 'Take thy children and go forth'

    But Noah slipped on a banana skin and only came fifth.

    So endeth the first lesson

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  6. Hi Trev.

    I'm curious... from what church did you receive your vast knowledge of the Old Testament? Or were you perhaps, self taught? Truly, I admire that sort of dedication to self-education.

    You should go on the road. Be a traveling preacher, maybe? Tent revivals and such...

    Heh.

    xoxo
    Kaz

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  7. Someone once told me I should 'go on the road.'

    They didn't say just exactly where I should go......... Just the going part seemed to be important..........

    I'm betting Trev went to the Divinity School at everyone's favorite college, 'Whats-Amatter-U."

    If Kaz and Trev want to team up to take the Gospel to the people, I can probably dig up an old tent, and an even older van.......

    Trev could quote [his own brand of] Scripture, then Kaz could do her routine. Afterwards, we could burn an efigy of the evil turbines, and then collect a 'love offering.'

    Sound like a plan?????????

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  8. Well, DC, it sounds like a plan, of sorts. But, you see, I am scared (petrified, actually) of Mrs. Trev. And she would NEVER let Trev travel with someone as irresistible as me, either.

    So... we'll have to get our Bible study the new-fangled way..... from the Prophet Trev himself when he deigns to pay us a visit!

    xoxo
    Kaz

    (Is it a VW van? With the pop-up roof tent? Those are cool...)

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  9. I'll clear it with Mrs. Trev. I'm sure that if a respectable young man like myself goes along, to chaperone, there won't be any problem! ;)

    I never had a VW Van. I was thinking more like an old Chevy, with a waterbed and a little stove in the back......... Oh, and of course, my platoon size Army tent strapped to the roof!

    Can't you just see the converts flocking to the show, and dropping their donations??????????

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  10. Short answer?

    Nope.

    Heh... aren't you up past your bedtime, DC? You know you always get into trouble after eight p.m....

    snicker....
    Me

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  11. Oh ye of little faith............. :)

    G'night.

    DC

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  12. Jesus wept.

    And why wouldn't He? Look at the mess we've gotten ourselves into...

    Night, friend.

    Kaz

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