WARNING: If you are a Tea Party aficionado or hang on the right-side of the political spectrum, you ought not read the following as it could raise your blood pressure to quadruple digits.
Early this morning as the sun peeked over the horizon, I got onto my bike and headed for the metropark. Today’s high temperature is predicted to be 98, so an early morning exercise seemed to be in order. A trio of deer startled me [and I, them] as I entered the park; I disrupted their morning munch. The air hung heavy with moisture as I peddled my way through the bike trail, a rails-to-trails pathway. I came upon another solitary deer whose ears bent my direction as I passed. I was tempted to say, “Good morning,” but I decided not and saved it for a jogger a few yards down the path.
The park lies in the Oak Openings Region of northwestern Ohio and, at this time of the year, the purples, yellows and whites dominate the sandy soils of the park. The oaks have not yet turned yet the sumacs are now ablaze with their red flames. Seasonal change is coming soon, but not today.
As with most metroparks, this land used to be in private ownership, yet, fortuitously, the more astute citizens of the metro area wisely sought to purchase it [through their taxes] and save it for all of the area citizens to enjoy. It was to be sold to a real estate developer, but the citizens won that battle. It was put to a vote and the citizens won. Had the private interests prevailed my morning ride would not have taken place.
What a wise decision it was some years ago to preserve this unique landscape for the citizens to enjoy . For the common good. There’s the phrase- for the common good. That concept, for the common good, used to be non-political and clearly was a basic ideal of the sprouting American republic during its growing years. It wasn’t an exclusive ideal of the Federalist Party or the Democratic-Republican Party. It was an American ideal. For the common good.
That spirit of commonality or mutuality has been demonized of late by the right end of the political spectrum. Commonality has been morphed to ‘socialism.’ No doubt that queer lineup to be paraded like hogs onto the stage next Wednesday evening- the GOP presidential candidate debate- will fetor of narcissism, selfishness and greed. Each candidate will attempt to out-do the others, bloviating the dangers of socialism creeping across the land like a wildfire. The phrase, for the common good, I suspect will not be uttered that entire evening. Rather, the theme will be that of personal aggrandizement, corporate and financial industry profits, and deregulation.
I rather enjoy regulation; of course, as a teen, it was an entirely different situation. Egocentrism reigned. When I hear those on the right blather about spending cuts and elimination regulations, I cannot help but wonder if they ever exited their adolescent phase of life. Regulations. Recall that the word, regulated, is one in of the most sacred phrases for many on the right side of politics, ‘well regulated.’ What’s wrong with well regulated in the context of for the common good? The common good needs to be well regulated otherwise the shysters will descend like vultures. Those on the right, it seems, have trouble with both phrases, regulation and for the common good.
Back to my ride. On the rails-to-trails pathway, not surprisingly, I cycled past several industrial sites which butt up to the trail. One is a manufacturer of commercial, institutional, and industrial cleaning products. Another is an asphalt paving and sealing company and a third is a former auto junk yard. The trail ends, interestingly, at a former dump which has now been rehabilitated and will someday be turned into a park. One can only imagine what these 4 sites would be like were there few or no regulations.
Phooey on those self-serving people who hang out on the right edge of the political spectrum. They are no more than dunces and cheerleaders for the well-to-do shysters that are driven by greed rather than the common good.