It’s not easy being green, from an economic standpoint that is. The world wide media is bludgeoning the senses with foreboding signs of recession predicated on $100/barrel plus oil, faltering housing starts, stagnant wages and the ghosts of inflation. Norwalk, according to the official-domo-arigato-mister-robotos, see, think and speak the mantra; things can only get better–om.
Meanwhile the commentators of gloom dot every post here with the purse snatchings, cell phone grabs and cat stuck up the trees that compile statistically into the fabric of everyville, in every time. In the 1800’s it was the occasional crime wave of chickens being stolen in Norwalk, so let’s all screech to halt and stop everything to acknowledge that since the dawn of civilization someone robbed peter to pay paul. Now that that’s out of the way, we can move on to the other drum beat of commentary.
Over in the tree fort of nativists, the anti development crowd pine for bucolic pleasantville, where change never ever happens. Except for the occasional speed bump to slow down those meddling kids, or keep off the grass, or something. Soylent green is people! Too many people, apparently. Nebraska beckons.
Green is the new black these days. If its green its got to be good. Next on the horizon its the jolly green giant, new tourist attraction for Norwalk.
Actually there’s much of interest going on in Norwalk right now. A crossroads of sorts. Will Norwalk turn the corner, finally after 400 years? Maybe. Time for a new attitude. So for today, we are:
