Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Mr. Nickel, Abbotsford is a disaster zone.
People are leaving for cities with lower municipal taxes, politicians have begun to speak of people losing their homes because of high property taxes but still want to pile $millions$ of new taxes on the beleaguered taxpayers …
The city built a Colosseum to entertain the masses while the City (figuratively speaking) burned around them …
Mr. Nickel, Abbotsford is a disaster zone.
It became a disaster zone because so many citizens didn’t want to be bothered by being involved in their city.
When even your fellow ‘everything is rosy’ city politicians finally see that the city is in, as Councillor Ross put it, “a desperate situation” Abbotsford is a disaster zone verging on catastrophe.
If you choose not to be involved in your city or its future that is your choice. If you do not like what you read on the opinion pages stop reading those pages. But please don’t whine about citizens who choose to be involved in their City and in the discussion of how we avoid becoming a catastrophe, cease to be a disaster zone and become a well managed city.
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Enough of the whining
Published: August 11, 2009 2:00 AM
To the various contributors to the Abbotsford News letters page:
I’m just tired of the whining.
I know this is a forum to express personal views, but I think we need a little perspective.
We live in a fantastic city, in one of the richest provinces, in what is repeatedly voted the best country in the entire world, and yet to read these letters pages you would think Abbotsford was a disaster zone.
Wahh! My taxes are too high! Boo hoo! They’re building a condo in my quaint neighbourhood! Bike lanes are stupid! That big building will block the sun on my backyard! I can’t take a nap because the cannons are too loud!
I’m trying to imagine how embarrassing it would be if some of these letters somehow made it into the hands of refugees in the Gaza Strip or the terrorized citizens of the Eastern Congo.
We have better food, water, security, health care, freedom, than almost everybody else on the planet and yet all we do is write letters to complain.
Let’s sooner count our blessings than keep up this incessant record of wrongs.
