There will be mills
So much for my faint hope. Despite the pandemic, and the passing of a great summer for constructive activity, I had this idea that maybe the next round of technology in our neighbourhood had been forgotten. Nope: today the local newspaper carried the story that we’re getting our windmills. Even if there had been eighty submissions from the public, the minister in charge announced that we were back on schedule. New towers, next.
I am not against the idea of green energy.. I am not your typical NIMBY. I just happen to think that this is not the best location, and if it happens to tower over my front yard… just a detail.
Maybe there’ll be be some positive aspects. Perhaps keeping the road free of snow will be a greater priority. Maybe something twice as large as the first generation will actually be better, as the air moves overhead. The wind is going to blow, so someone should profit.
Small detail. It won’t be me. The dollars will flow to a company on the mainland, and my kilowatt price won’t vary. If we have more noise, or vibration, or problems with the water table; the government doesn’t really care. After all, the physical setbacks in the regulation have been respected. To the metre. I guess I’ll get to see how big jobs are handled, here in a small place.
Think of the videos I can upload to YouTube. Yes, the politicians are living elsewhere, and there was no offer to place the pylons in their purview. That’s the way things work. I can look back and remember how it used to be.
