Archive - May 2010 - Editorial
BP’s oil spill in the Gulf Coast has prompted older stories of BP’s mismanagement to rise to the fore. The stories are of political favoritism involving the White House, Department of Justice and the EPA, all undermining the good work that was trying to be done by bureaucrats doing their job.
As Gov. Douglas contemplates vetoes of last-minute bills passed by the Legislature, many of his supporters over the past eight years are appealing for his support of H.485, a bill that reforms the Current Use law. Douglas is considering a veto presumably because it restricts a landowner’s ability to enroll the land in Current Use for a short time to avoid higher taxes, then take the land out of the program to sell it at a premium. It is, in short, a loophole in the 30-year-old law that was created in the 1990s when a “development penalty” was weakened.
Are you on Facebook?
I am. So is my editor, John McCright; my eight-year-old cousin Maggie; my boyfriend’s lovely grandma (hi, Mary Jean!); and, according to our Facebook page, at least 189 fans of the Addison Independent.
When it comes to projects around the yard, my husband Mark has an annoying habit of doing things in what I call “the hard way” — or what other people might call “the right way.”
He refuses to admit this is a problem. He insists it’s reasonable to draw up detailed plans, gather the proper materials and tools for the job, and take the time to make the project look good and last a long time.
There’s no reasoning with him.
Note to voters: Vermont State Auditor Tom Salmon has a hot temper, is crude, doesn’t think doing things that are illegal is any big deal, and is not very smart.
But don’t take my word for it.
You be the judge.
File this one under “How Not to Introduce Yourself to the Community,” or “What Happens When an Outtatown Owner Takes Over.”
For several years, enterprising gardeners around Middlebury sought a site for a community garden. Otter Creek Brewery rode to the rescue last year, generously providing open land behind the brewery on Exchange Street for two or three dozen garden sites.
I recently returned from a two-week trip to England, which coincided with the last two weeks of the British general election campaign. The British election presented some very interesting comparisons to an observer of American politics.
The entwined subjects of immigration and race have always hit home in our household.
Technically, I’m an immigrant, based on the laws in effect when I was 14 back in the late 1960s. My dad was born in England, my mom in Massachusetts, and I was born in England. I had to choose between England and the United States. I chose here; my dad already had.
My wife’s dad is also first-generation Irish, and one of our sisters-in-law is a first-generation immigrant. And let’s just say that our extended family is diverse.