You Say You Want A Revolution? Well, First Dump Our Legislative Turkeys.
By Emil Franzi
TWO WEEKS AGO, the Pima County Board of Supervisors approved
a series of "controlled-growth" ordinances involving
buffer zones, a native-plant ordinance, and a new desert-protection
plan. By mid-summer, there will be more on the way.
Since the meeting, environmentalists have been hailing an early
millennium, while the Growth Lobby has been preaching gloom and
doom.
Time for a reality check on both sides. We've had controlled
growth for years. Guys like legendary land speculator Don Diamond
have controlled it.
County government in Arizona has limited powers--and it will
soon have even less later this year, when a law passed by the
state Legislature prohibiting down-zoning takes effect. An even
bigger reduction will occur if voters approve Gov. Jane Dee Hull's
"Smart Growth" referendum, which is constantly referred
to by media ignoramuses as an "initiative." It isn't.
Those come from the folks. This one was written by lawyers for
the development industry and passed on to us by the pols.
Pima County voters could have increased the power of local government
by passing the charter government proposal in 1997. Unfortunately,
the polyglot committee elected to draw that charter got into so
many sidebar issues that a combination of folks from both sides
of the growth issue decided it would be more grief than assistance
to everybody and stomped it at the polls. So we're stuck with
the county government we've got.
So, while there has been a definite paradigm shift in attitudes,
nothing much is really happening substantively to change the future
of this valley. County government doesn't have the power to do
much of anything on a permanent basis, nor does it even have jurisdiction
over vast tracts of empty land.
Every one of Pima County's spanking new ordinances can be amended,
repealed or--more practically--just waived any time a developer
or land speculator can get three supervisors to vote in his favor.
None of these ordinances is carved in stone, nor even ice. It's
the chimera of regulation that has been pursued by neighborhood
and environmental types for the past several decades. This stuff
only lasts as long as a three-vote majority lasts. And the smarter
builders and developers and speculators know it.
And it only affects turf not within the corporate limits of some
town. The environmentalists, mostly Tucsoncentric types with a
Sam Hughes or WUNA mentality, seem to have forgotten that none
of these rules count in Marana or Sahuarita or Oro Valley, let
alone Casas Adobes, if it's still with us. And the enviro yuppies
have mostly ignored the valiant preservation fight by my posse
in Tortolita.
Marana and Oro Valley alone have enough zoning and specific plans
on the books right now to handle the next million people who'll
be moving here. If Tortolita and Casas Adobes are disqualified
as towns, add another 15 or 20 square miles of vacant land Marana
and Oro Valley will grab in further annexations. The folks hailing
our environmental salvation because of the new county ordinances
are blithely ignoring the maps that show the vast areas those
ordinances don't even cover.
And the Growth Lobby knows that. While they bitch that these
new laws will stifle growth, they know damn well Pima County could
put a complete building moratorium on every last square inch of
dirt in the unincorporated areas and the bulldozers would keep
rolling.
THE POLITICAL NAIVETÉ and failure to grasp what
has to be done by these "feared" environmentalists is
incredible. Heady over having their issues finally given lip service
by flakes like Supervisor Mike Boyd, they're building a whole
preservation system based on the irrational belief that a state
Legislature that just reduced the power of local governments to
control growth will somehow grant them enabling legislation increasing
the power of local governments to control growth. Huh?
The Growth Lobby owns Governor Hull and the state Legislature
at the top, as well as the towns where the real action is, like
Marana, at the bottom. Thus, new county ordinances don't mean
a damn thing, even assuming the Pima County supervisors stay the
course they've recently set.
To be really effective in preserving our unique environment,
we'd have to change the rules of the game, and we'd have to come
up with a concerted plan to change the rulemakers. We'd have to
throw some stooges and turkeys out on their asses. In case you've
forgotten, that sort of thing is called "political action."
We could start with the Marana Town Council. They've got 72 square
miles of mostly empty land and hardly any people. Elections are
cheap--the Growth Lobby's been buying that burg's pols for the
price of a cheap lunch for years. Pay attention to Marana, treehuggers,
because the other side has. Or don't you care about all the trees
and saguaros standing in the way of "progress" there?
And some Pima County legislators are going along with the screwing
Phoenix is giving us. For openers, a couple of big rollovers on
the down-zoning bill in the state Senate were Republican Ann Day,
the Republican who represents District 12, and Ruth Solomon, the
Democrat who represents District 14. Both have ambitions for higher
office, and both are sucking up to the Don Diamonds of the world
to get there. So quit wheel-spinning on new, enviro-friendly planning
processes and first plan how to get rid of these turkeys and replace
them with legislators who vote right and won't take a dive.
The truth is, the Growth Lobby has a glass jaw. The last few
elections, from the Pima County Board of Supervisors to the Town
Oro Valley, have proven they aren't that hard to beat. And plenty
of voters are fed up with the environmental destruction and higher
taxes the Growth Lobby's subsidies entail. It's never been more
possible to elect reasonable alternatives. Let's find some.
Surf's up. Time to kick some butt.
Jeff Smith, whose cantankerous, egocentric opinions normally
pack this space like too many beans in a bad burrito, apparently
had better things to do this past week. His column will resume
when he damn well feels like it.
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