Monday, November 18, 2013

The Last Bit Of Farmland Is Mine

When I was a teen I lived in what we'd now call exurbia, though then we just called it a suburb, and due to increased development since then, suburbia would be a more appropriate description currently. But at the time I knew plenty of families who moved to recently gobbled up farmland - gobbled up to make way for their houses - and then proceeded to do anything they could to prevent further development. Essentially, they wanted to feel they lived somewhere "rural" and didn't want the next acre of farmland gobbled up for the next family to move in.

To the extent that this was just selfish NIMBYISM - my neighborhood is like this and I want to keep it that way - that's fine for what it is. But it was always cloaked in high minded rhetoric about rural preservation. Think of nature! Think of the farmers (who are probably thrilled to cash out)!

If you care about those things, and you move to the edge of the ever expanding development zone, you're part of the problem, not part of the solution.