Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I Think I Actually Saw a Self-Licking Ice Cream Cone, Dr. Bob

Not sure what to make of what went on last night before Norwich's City Council meeting. I was present for it, the floor show (of sorts), a presentation that started at six o'clock (kind of) by someone keen to be selected as the developer for the Norwich Hospital Property, Donald Monti who was connected to the Byron Brook redevelopment effort. But tonight, he was focused on downtown Norwich (for the better part of eighty minutes, which is far longer than most of us can muster).

The upside to the Internet, for me, is the speed and volume of information available on any and every subject imaginable. The downside may be attempting to verify veracity and accuracy. When you have a chance, go here and read the minutes of the Hempstead Harbor Protection Committee meeting minutes and the summary of a presentation organized for them by, well, you can read all that for yourself. I think some of the disquiet I felt last night might be because I had the opportunity to review the Hempstead Harbor folks' minutes.

A quick survey of material available on line, biographic and business, left me dazed and confused (and, yes, I'm so close to that already, it seems silly to not just walk the rest of the way) when I read Riverfront Revitalization and this item from the Gold Coast Gazette (I did NOT make the name up, honest!) I have trouble reconciling those realities with the one offered here by people who, admittedly, seem to have an axe to grind.

Perhaps the lesson to be learned is that the talking is sometimes not nearly as hard as the critical listening and the asking of questions such as 'to what purpose', 'for what end' and 'please define win/win in real world terms.' At least that's what I'm telling myself right now. I guess the upside to having all the axes out in the open is parts of the Norwich Hospital Property are forested, but the downside, as is so often the case, is that there's too many home fires burning and not enough trees.
-bill kenny

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