With the Great Flood of 2006 now but a fading memory for those of us who were spared nature’s wrath, all that remains for us to do is reflect upon how it impacted our lives, oh, and maybe debate exactly how much of what went on here was nature’s fault versus man-made. While I know where I stand on that issue, I invite others to weigh in, too. What say y’all? Got an opinion worth sharing?
If you’re interested in reading how some other locals reacted to the recent dust-up with the Susquehanna, you can explore the following links:
After the television and newspaper folks, I think I had the best pictures to offer during the recent dodging of nature’s version of a high-velocity shell, but, then again, I take pictures of practically everything I encounter. Remember, I once posted a picture of a neat beer bottle. And a oddly shaped stone. And a multi-colored paper clip. Let’s not forget the dozens of pictures I posted of a $5 million hole. Just be happy you don’t have to pay what I do to store all of those pictures at a place that really doesn’t exist. Huh?
A photographer from one of our local papers once told me he visits my site just to check the pictures, and added that he wished he had the freedom to publish pictures at will like I do. Interesting. I never really thought about it like that. As long as I refrain from posting pictures of our local leaders wearing women’s undies while dancing with androgynous-looking freakazoids, I figure I’m good to continue on much as I have all these years. I think the worst picture I ever posted was one of a certain mayor singing karaoke after ingesting enough hops and barley to cause your average camel’s hump to explode at the slightest touch. Although, there was that one of yet another mayor pointing a handgun at another person. Oh, and the parade float picture. And the…
I swear, it’s a mystery to me why I haven’t been turned into a hood ornament yet, but stay tuned on all of that.
Anyway, if we’re going to explore why major spikes in the river’s height are becoming more and more frequent of late, who better to collate with than a guy, Kayak Dude, who has made restoring the Susquehanna River to some semblance of it’s originally pristine state his personal obsession of sorts.
Until our most recent kayaking adventure, I wasn’t sure what he did for a living. When he first invited me to get out there on the river and educate myself in the process, he sounded like an environmentalist to me. Not the insane kind who chain themselves to trees as part of some asinine protest. Not the kind that protest at the entrances of nuclear power plants and then at the end of the day head on home to their climate-controlled rural mansions. He’s the rarest of rare of those who could be called environmentalists. He knows the issues, he knows what he’s taking about and he works to affect much-needed changes by tapping into the proper channels. Unlike the great preponderance of those who portend to be working to correct some the wrongs we have perpetrated upon this planet of ours, he’s an adult about it. He’s borderline unique.
He grew up in the Heights, studied some sort of environmental sciences in college, and works in an office somewhere that is totally unrelated to Earth sciences. He studied the water, ended up in an office, yet yearns to be on the water. During a recent phone conversation, in deference to his vast knowledge of the Susquehanna River, I referred to myself as an amateur environmentalist, which got him to chuckling right quick.
No, I’m not switching my political affiliation to the Green Party. No, I’m not going to buy an awful lot of dope, tie myself to a sickly-looking tree and strip naked until the United States Govmint returns the lot of us to living in grass-covered huts, eating nuts and berries quiche and traveling abroad by way of abnormally large German Shepherds. Although, if the rent-a-rob crowd would dispense with the illicit narcotics use and provide mucho amounts of free beer at their ridiculous protest events, I might give serious consideration to becoming a part-time organically-fed fruitcake. Anyway, what I was making reference to is that while I will always scoff at the silly notion that man is going to destroy the Earth by next Friday, we can and should do what we can where we can, but within reason.
See that? I may be near as old as dirt, but I’m not completely set in my ways.
Can we do better by the Susquehanna River? Sure we can.
And we must.
Dude, I’d like to say I knew where you were going to go when I first laid eyes on that picture, but I did not. I didn’t even recognize that the picture was taken at the Tubs. But while those raging waters looked a bit dangerous (NOT!), what I did think to myself was, Let’s go skinny-dipping!
For those who might stupidly argue that paving hills of green black is not that big a deal, your pictures are worth a million words. And then some. As per usual, you done good.
As we discussed the other day, it is really not a matter of if the levees are topped - but when.
That’s the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. Alright, I’ll admit I ripped that off from John Hughes’ “Breakfast Club.”
The scary thing is, while Tom Leighton, Steve Barrouk, Larry Newman, Skrep, Vodd Tonderheid, Ed Rendell, Paul Kanjorski, Kevin Blaum and plenty of unnamed private sector investors are working to bring untold economic development and the long-sought revitalization to Wilkes-Barre, nary a thought seems to be given to how quickly all of that progress could be swept away by the next unusual confluence of weather anomalies.
The entire lot of them have gone on the record as endorsing that horse’s ass of a proposed inflatable dam while promising (?) us that we’ll get around to storm water management at some later, still unannounced date.
I watched the videos of Tom Leighton speaking on both WBRE and WNEP as the river was rising fast. And quite honestly, he looked like he was going to faint. In my opinion, he’s worked a few miracles during his short run as mayor, and he too knows as much. Despite the criticisms he’s been forced to endure, he knows how many things he’s done right, and how those things are just beginning to manifest themselves by way of some brick and mortar. And there he was standing before the cameras wondering if all of his hard work was going to be washed away and in all likelihood, never to be repeated.
Wilkes-Barre didn’t dodge a bullet, as I’ve heard so many others say. What Wilkes-Barre dodged was a high-velocity cannon shot. A kill shot if you will. We got lucky. We were at the river’s mercy and fared much better than was predicted. Thank Allah.
So…what should we do about it? What should we do differently? What needs to be done to reduce the increasing danger the Susquehanna River presents to Wilkes-Barre’s chances of reinventing itself?
For starters, not only Mayor Tom Leighton, but every other elected official that presently calls the Wyoming Valley home had better ask themselves why their home towns came perilously close to getting blown away by raging flood waters all over again, and then start looking to the brand spanking new hills of asphalt for the obvious answer?
If they refuse to seriously address the issue of proper stormwater management, the next flood of epic proportions remains a question of when, and not if.
I’m not trying to single out Tom Leighton by referring to him so often. What I’m trying to do is to get him to thinking more about why floods happen rather than where we will need to pile the sandbags, or what neighborhoods will need to be evacuated. The Susquehanna River has now seriously threatened our communities three times in three short years. So, what are we going to do in response?
Build even higher dikes?
Sorry, but that’s infuriatingly futile, completely short-sighted and steadfastly ignoring the obvious.
As we discussed the other day, it is really not a matter of if the levees are topped - but when.
Mayor Tom, please heed this warning from those who not only paddle the river, but grieve for the river and respect the fact that the river can erase all of this progress we’ve waited a generation for in an instant. Please take the lead on this issue. Push this issue.
What happens upstream directly affects those who live downstream.
Can you hear me Mayor Tom?
Will the politics of unchecked economic development allow for that?
CYA