I will admit, most of the human female’s woes can be laid at my doorstep (let’s be honest she deserves whatever she gets.) However, there is something enormously, mind-bogglingly heinous going on in the neighborhood, and I want it on record that I had/ have/ will have nothing to do with it.
Can you tell what the backdrop in this photo is?
That, dear people, is part of a construction fence. There’s nothing unusual about that. This town is growing at an alarming rate, and everywhere one looks, something is being built. (We have yet to get a decent Greek restaurant, a Midgardian cuisine which I find quite acceptable, but that is beside the point.)
This is going to be a 300+ unit apartment complex.
Unfortunately, this particular construction site used to be the gorgeous pond in the neighborhood where Sigyn and I have had so many wonderful, flower-filled walks over the years. Remember just last year?
So, no more pond. No more turtles, no more herons, no more little fish. No more flowers. Some developer from Houston swears that the community desperately needs this housing for Young Urban Professionals. He maintains that no pesky college students will live in these units since a) they will not have all of the absolute necessities of college life (tanning salon, big pool, party room, volleyball court, etc.; b) they will not rent by the bedroom; and c) the rent will be something called market rate. I’ve done a little reading, and “market rate” includes a lot of zeros. Which means that they will be out of the price range of most young urban professionals. The only people who will be able to afford them will be college students, who will pack in 6 to 8 per unit and split the rent.
The developer also maintains that this development will add only about 180 car trips per day to the local traffic load. If there are 360 or so units, that’s a half a trip per unit per day, so apparently these will only be rented to young urban professionals who don’t actually have jobs and go to work.
The humans and the rest of the local populace protested loudly and at length about all of this, but the City Council gave it their official thumbs up. Thumbs they should be strung up by.
Sigyn is brokenhearted. The humans are quite upset. I’m not very happy either.
My only consolation is that the contractors on this project have completely disregarded the massive shrink-swell properties of the local soils and have failed to do any soil preparation whatsoever. Not a speck of gypsum or calcium anywhere in sight. No consideration of the fact that they just bulldozed the pond in and half the complex will be situated on top of that area of very unstable hydric soil. I figure that a couple years of alternating drought and tropical storms that dump 18+ inches of rain in a weekend, and the whole foul mess will slump and fall in on itself and nature can reclaim its own.
Looking forward to it.