We’ve got a Metro Council/Mayoral race going on in Nashville this month, but for the most part nobody’s getting too excited about it. Most incumbents, including Mayor Karl Dean, are expected to coast to easy victories. spouting easy platitudes about growth, development, education, jobs, and “Greenness.”
But all that talk, from my perspective, is like Huxley’s “soma” in Brave New World, an addictive drug intended to pacify the masses, even though it will eventually cost them their lives. When I look into my Deep Green crystal ball at the future of Nashville, I don’t see big international industries and businesses relocating here, on the old fairgrounds site or anywhere else. I don’t see a busy convention center surrounded by crowded hotels and a tourist district for high rollers.
A lot of what I do see is not that pleasant to contemplate. I see Nashville’s core cut off from the south as the bridges over a disused I-440 deteriorate, and ferries crossing the Cumberland once again, once we no longer have the resources to maintain those bridges, either. Roads and bridges cost a lot of money, and if there’s a lot less fuel tax–or maybe even none at all–being collected–there’s no way to maintain them. I see a downtown that’s dangerous to navigate, not because of homeless, derelict people, but because of the danger of debris falling from abandoned, derelict high rise buildings. I see neighborhoods depopulated, houses torn down, the Detroitisation of Nashville. It’s already started, if you’ve driven down West Hamilton Road lately. I see these empty lots being turned into gardens OR reverting back to forest. I see neighborhoods getting together not just to garden, but to excavate buried springs and creeks so they can have a reliable, if not necessarily safe, water source as Metro’s water system deteriorates due to severely falling tax revenues. Likewise, I see neighborhoods coming together to create their own security patrols as the Metro police department literally runs out of gas and can’t afford enough electric vehicles to respond to anything but the most dire emergencies.
Where are the people gonna go? Many will move back to the rural areas and small towns where they still have family, because life will be somewhat more pleasant and secure in those locations. We may see some horrific epidemics that either defy drug treatment or, worse, that could have been prevented if only the funds for public health measures had been available. I think we will lose a lot of population by attrition–it will be easier to die from a broad spectrum of diseases, including a couple that I’m working it out with myself, and the world will be dismal enough that people will be less inclined to start families–and, like us older people, children will be more prone to succumb to things that are not, at our current level of civilization, fatal.
On a more positive note, I think we will see a revitalization of our riverfront as an industrial and transportation hub. The Cumberland provides a deep-water passageway combined with a strong current, two factors that are little appreciated today. Before the era of rail transport, it was the equivalent of an interstate highway, and let’s not forget that there is a reason why the word “current’ applies to both rivers and electricity–they both provide energy. The river’s energy, however, is not dependent on fossil fuel or high-tech solar installations. Water power can turn lathes for machine shops, run industrial looms to weave cloth, and power bellows that can create a hot enough fire to run a metal forge, as well as the more common applications of grinding grain and lifting water into fields for irrigation.
I was very relieved to meet someone the other day who has a good technical understanding of water wheels and how to build them. In another few decades, somebody with those skills will be able to, as they say, write his own ticket.
And since I’ve been talking about deteriorating infrastructure, let’s not forget that there are locks and dams on the Cumberland that are not going to last forever. We have not had our last major flood here in the Cumberland basin.
But–try running for Metro Council talking about those issues. Can you say, “Debbie Downer,” boys and girls? I don’t believe their is enough moral courage in this country to face the likely realities of our future. To function as part of Nashville’s government, you have to at least make nice with the soothing pabulum of “growth” that far too many people believe in even more fervently than Christianity.
It’s like they say–the tough part of knowing the answers isn’t so much the knowledge itself, as having the patience to wait for somebody to ask you the right questions. So, if you are involved in Metro government and actually have a clue about what’s going on, you will only reveal your deepest thoughts in fairly subtle ways. You might propose to allow people to keep a few chickens. You might oppose “future’s so bright” projects like Maytown, the convention center, or seeking to sell the fairgrounds to private developers..
When I see Metro Council members who take such positions, I am inclined to favor them, though I’m certainly not going to put them on the spot by asking too many questions. I know what constitutes political suicide, and I’m not going to push my favorite local politicians to expose themselves, so to speak.
Funny–it’s easier, politically, to be out about being gay than it is to be out about understanding the transition we are about to undergo. Well, being gay ultimately involves only you and your sweetie, but transition involves everyone. Aah– i digress.
As I’ve observed Metro Council over the last several years, two of its members have really stood out for me–Emily Evans and Jason Holleman. Among the Council’s 40 members, they are two who seem to be the most clued-in about what the future really holds in store. And yet….and yet…..our “Green Mayor,” Karl Dean, seems to be behind the well-financed effort to unseat Holleman. What gives?
I think what we are seeing here is a case of greenwashing versus reality-based decision-making. Dean likes to be billed as “The Green Mayor,” but a look at what he actually does, and a look at who’s behind him, reveals the truth. His moves, most noticeably on the Fairgrounds and Convention Center issues, have been pure, clueless, big-business optimism. His backers are the Democrat Party mainstream, who are not so much committed to being “Green” as they are to branding themselves as “Green,” just like the national party. Corporate pigs with green lipstick. Ugh.
Jason Holleman is a David to these Goliaths, who value loyalty to their personal power above independent, rational thinking. By this time next month, we will know who the people of Sylvan Park have chosen. Good luck, Jason!
music: Jane Siberry–Superhero Dream>Grace