Thursday, July 20, 2006

Jesus H. Christ on a Pogostick

I am weeping and wailing and gnashing my teeth today because of the Asheville Citizen-Times. Not because of their fearful editing or horrible writing or overall Gannet-ness and not even because of Susan Reimer, whose determined perkiness gives me hives, but because of the two stories on their front page.

First of all, they're selling Chimney Rock. Chimney Rock is a tacky wonderland, it is true, but it's also a glorious anomaly and I love the rickety staircase to the top of the mountain, the crazy elevator and, of course, the views. Kiss those views goodbye, because it's all going to be condos soon. Ridgetop development, the latest wonderful craze to hit our area, which destroys ecosystems from the top down and, in the process, ruins everyone's views. Hundreds of developable acres near Lake Lure, now on the market: you know they're salivating, champing at the bit to further clog the narrow roads, overtax the infrastructure, destroy the quality of life and market all of WNC to people with way more money than taste or sense. Because we need more assholes - the kind of assholes who will move downtown because it's scenic and cute and artsy, the kind of assholes who spend $2 mil on an apartment because they can and then, also because they can. . .

they complain about the noise and get the drum circle kicked out of downtown. The drum circle, which has been there for years, which livens up downtown on Friday nights and makes me happy to live here, has come into inevitable conflict with the wealthy downtown residents who moved here because Asheville was so different and now want it to be much more, you know, restricted. And genteel, and quiet and would all these strange hairy people please go away because they're lowering our property values and really, we'd rather just see people like us, which is to say Floridians and New Yorkers and occasional Californians who are over 55 and worth more than $4 million and who sold their old house and business for lots and lots of money and want to retire to downtown Asheville because it's so quaint and charming and all, but they don't want to interact with any Ashevillians unless said Ashevilliens are handing them their dinner. After their dinner shift, those Ashevilliens should take their $8 an hour and get on a bus back to guarded work camps in Candler. Because why should the new residents of Asheville, who have so much money and prestige, be troubled by the old residents, who have neither, and can't afford to live here anymore anyway, since the buildings that were moderately priced apartments are now multi million dollar "lofts"?

God fucking damn it. Is there any place on earth that humans won't spoil once they get a chance? Is there no way to stop the greed parade, the wretched excess, the vulgar assholes from ruining everything? I can't stand it.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

AMEN, sister!! We gotta scare the shit outta these people with a campaign to keep Ashevegas StRaNgE!

Edgy Mama said...

Wow! Glad it wasn't one of my articles that had you gnashing your teeth!

Supposedly, WLOS is at the drum circle tonight--what a story, no? This is one of those times I almost wish I had cable. Almost.

Shad Marsh said...

There is another angle here that I rarely hear discussed. one of my concerns about these here "drum circles" is that these godless pagans could through their rhythmic drumming and chanting-- even unintentionally-- summon from the bowels of the earth some dark demon that will a) either feast on our tasty flesh and gnash their teeth on our bones, or b) slide unseen into our very selves possessing our souls and making us-- against our own will--commit godless act of desecration on our own bodies…Just something to consider.

mygothlaundry said...

What, you have something against the Elder Gods? Cthulhu et al? Tentacled beasts of hideous darkness who scour your very soul with woe as they rise from the very living rock to blot out the sun and bring eternal night and terror upon the world? Dude.

Shad Marsh said...

I have nothing against them, actually there is a funny story...but I won't bore anyone with the details, plus I am more of a night person anyway and eternal darkness really wouldn't bother me all that much. No may concerns are rooted in all the naughty touching that could result in an epidemic of blindness.