Friday, July 18, 2014

A tale of two (or more) futures

Conservation Minnesota recently shared what I consider a very encouraging bit of news. The blog posting I'm talking about was written by "Kathleen Schuler, Healthy Kids And Families Program Director at Conservation Minnesota and Co-Director of Healthy Legacy." It's called Healthy Jobs for a Healthy Economy and is about a major new initiative on the Iron Range, one that could help bring about a sustainable economy for that area.

Calumet, on the Iron Range
Calumet, on the Iron Range
Photo by J. Harrington

The degree of interest in job creation on the Iron Range seems to be almost the antithesis of the interests of the folks participating last week in the IMAGININGS activity for the lower St. Croix Valley. During the IMAGININGs, there was concern that, sometimes, too much attention was being focused on economic development of downtowns. Perhaps it had something to do with local awareness that the St. Croix has already gone through the fur trade, lumbering, tourism and recreation, and is now on the fringes of a growing metropolitan region. Perhaps it was due to the relatively short time frame of the exercise, what will the area be like in 2034. The differences in focus between the Range and the Valley made me do some more thinking about what art and sustainability can bring to the questions of the futures we're creating. That "s" at the end of "future" is not a typo. It used to be that we lived in a world in which we could envision a desirable next step that usually involved more of what we already had in some slightly "new and improved" arrangement.

a tranquil, at the moment, St. Croix River
What do the futures hold for the St. Croix?
Photo by J. Harrington

The world we live in these days doesn't have enough "more" to go around. Yet it seems to be most capable of producing greater levels and intensities of conflicts over things like oil exploration and transport, mining of non-ferrous metals, and water quality and quantity, even in a water-rich place like Minnesota. Artists and the arts can bring an alternative, holistic, whole systems ecology perspective to the issues and concerns that are troubling us these days. Can Minnesota become an international leader in such an initiative? Yes? Will it? We'll see. I'm hoping the St. Croix Valley will be a place to start. If we don't want to end up up the river without a paddle, we shouldn't put all our eggs in one basket (or reduce our futures down to one). Top that for a mixed metaphor, have a great weekend in your immediate future and look below to see what Peter Bethanis has to say about our previous American Future.

American Future

By Peter Bethanis 

In 1963 the morning probably seemed harmless enough
to sign on the dotted line as the insurance man
talked to my parents for over an hour
around a coffee table about our future.
This roof wasn't designed to withstand meteors
he told my father, who back then had a brush haircut
that made his ears stick out, his moods
still full of passion, still willing to listen,
my mother with her beehive hairdo,
smiling back at him, all three of them
wanting so much to make the fine print
of the world work. They laughed
and smoked, and after they led the man
politely to the door, my parents returned
to the living room and danced in the afternoon light,
the phonograph playing Frank Sinatra,
the green Buick's payments up to date,
five-hundred dollars safely in the bank—
later that evening, his infallible common sense
ready to protect us from a burst pipe or dry rot,
my father waded up to his ankles in water,
a V of sweat on the back of his shirt.
Something loomed deeper than any basement
on our block, larger than he was,
a fear he could not admit was unsolvable
with a monkey wrench or a handshake and a little money down.


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Thursday, July 17, 2014

Sustainable St. Croix,
a continuing series
Sand friction

Life here in the St. Croix Valley occasionally gets fractious. The City of North Branch and Superior Silica Sands (SSS) are once again trying to cut a deal that would let SSS transship frac sand from North Branch after SSS routes 200 to 250 trucks a day full of sand from Wisconsin through downtown Taylors Falls on the way to North Branch. There's supposed to be some effort underway to find an alternate route for the sand trucks. With very little checking online, we discovered that Wisconsin DOT, which is supposed to be the owner of the Highway 8 bridge, had plans to reroute "larger truck" traffic to the Osceola bridge back in 2010 when the bridge underwent rehabilitation. It seems to us that, if such a plan was viable a few years ago, it should still offer an option that could alleviate Taylors Falls' concerns about impacting local businesses during the summer months. In addition to the local press, and some Twin Cities TV coverage when it looked like this project was going away, Bluestem Prairie has been providing good coverage of this issue. I suppose we should be thankful that, at least so far, no one has proposed running oil trains or an oil pipeline across the river. Ron Meador has written some good pieces recently for MinnPost about the risks involved in continuing to feed our oil addiction.

Speaking of Taylors Falls and the St. Croix river and transportation, we had the pleasure of spending some time there this afternoon, at the river, not the city. For the first time in several years, we took a fly rod and a fishing companion off to flail the river. Neither of us caught anything, although we each missed one, and we got to see one of the "paddlewheelers" from Taylors Falls make a "u-turn" and head back upstream.

Coming downstream
Photo by J. Harrington


Turning
Photo by J. Harrington


Headed upstream
Photo by J. Harrington


While we were watching the Taylors Falls Princess manoeuvre on the water, an osprey flew over us and the water about rod-tip high. All in all it was a fun and exciting trip. We'll do it again if we don't have to dodge too many Wisconsin sand trucks. I don't suppose there's a transshipment facility they could use down near Stillwater so they could wait a year or two then have the trucks come across the new bridge going in down there? Meanwhile, Tony Hoagland "nails it" with this poem. Notice he doesn't mention truck traffic?

Summer in a Small Town

By Tony Hoagland 
Yes, the young mothers are beautiful,
with all the self-acceptance of exhaustion,
still dazed from their great outpouring,
pushing their strollers along the public river walk.

And the day is also beautiful—the replica 19th-century paddle-wheeler
perpetually moored at the city wharf
                with its glassed-in bar and grill
for the lunch-and-cocktail-seekers
who come for the Mark Twain Happy Hour
which lasts as long as the Mississippi.

This is the kind of town where the rush hour traffic halts
                to let three wild turkeys cross the road,
and when the high school music teacher retires
after thirty years

the movie marquee says, “Thanks Mr. Biddleman!”
and the whole town comes to hear
                the tuba solos of old students.

Summer, when the living is easy
and we store up pleasure in our bodies
like fat, like Eskimos,
for the coming season of privation.

All August the Ferris wheel will turn
                           in the little amusement park,
and screaming teenage girls will jump into the river
with their clothes on,
right next to the No Swimming sign.

Trying to cool the heat inside the small towns
                                               of their bodies,
for which they have no words;
obedient to the voice inside which tells them,
“Now. Steal Pleasure.”

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