Say, Who’s In Charge Over There?
The other day I learned that Fullerton’s nonsensical trail to nowhere has been magically resurrected, again, it seems, the beneficiary of some wasteful State grant meant to make people feel good about themselves. How do I know it’s wasteful and all about virtue signaling? Easy. Just consider the “Trail To Nowhere.”
City staff is no longer even pretending that the the proposed “trail” goes to the Transportation Center, or that it could ever make its way to the Hunt Branch and points northwest. At least those lies have been dispensed with. Now it’s all about connecting a refurbished UP Park and Independence Park, a connection that means nothing to anybody outside the hallowed halls of City Hall. The proponents of this absurdity still can’t identify a single likely user, nor can they spit out the cost of maintaining this trail. They don’t know and don’t care. Build something and someone’s bound to use it, despite the fact that it runs through a dangerous, dilapidated, and dismal industrial zone of junkyards, used tire shops, asphalt plants and metal plating operations. The gesture is what counts, not the aftermath!
But I have already digressed.
The real point of this post is to ask how this miserable idea sprang back to life after the City Council expressed their displeasure with the bureaucratic piecemeal planning of this area, questioned the wisdom of the proposal and said they wanted to see alternatives that might actually help innovative development in the area. They got none of that.
It’s true that Fullerton has had four City Managers in the past three years or so; it’s pretty easy to spot the vacuum here. Plus the new guy, Eric Levitt, seems to have the backbone of a jelly donut when it comes to saying no to his staff. He appears to be cruising for a pension spike and an imminent decampment.
Who was it that organized the happy field trip to explore the potential wonders of the trail? How come nobody knew about it except select invitees? How did the Parks Commission come to be presented with a choice that was no choice and how on Earth did this get on the City Council agenda? Obviously there has been a conspiracy to revive this idea and Mr. Levitt is all on board. Why? And why has the City Council permitted the same proposal it rejected last time, to reappear in the same form? These are rhetorical questions only.
The fact that D5 Councilmember Ahmad Zahra and his minions wanted this so badly last time – a gesture, (no matter how expensive and hollow) to the communidad – leads me to suspect this thing has been orchestrated by him and Parks staff to embarrass his colleagues into going along with the scheme this time.
It’s obvious. No one is in charge. The city is running on autopilot.
The Egleth creature is in on this. A real poster child for public health, which is how they are going to pitch this. Get ready for another appearance by that Jessie Jones woman, talking about how great this is going to be for the residents of the barrio – a gift from on high, bestowed by the spendthrift liberals to the untermenchen.
Never forget Zahra and this same crew tried to convert the UP Park into a private events center, stupid as hell AND illegal.
They all voted to apply for the grant, right?
I’m just dying to ride my bike from the fenced off UP Park to the grafittied Independence Park skate park. Maybe even get in some laps at the Janet Evans pool.
Of course I might end up dying, too.
How about a walk down the “dangerous, dilapidated, and dismal” industrial zone to visit the sleepy elephant packing house . Then down the darkened unkept trail behind Bushala offices to the loading dock depot for some friday night decibel violating trash rap…if you need more how about a visit to the Anaheim packing house experience to experience the contast between noise ,shadows & outdoor experience lighting noise pleasant atmosphere.
You’re trying to say something, but it isn’t very clear. What’s you point? Try to be coherent.
I can tell you about something that did get used by my family and lots of other children in the neighborhood, the Hunt. The building the city declared too dangerous to keep open, only to remove said danger to lease to the adjacent church for pennies a day with hopes to sell to them outright.
Do you know how that is going?
The Hunt is currently looking like a bombed out husk, a shell of its former self. Where’s the 5 million we has set aside for it? Probably time to send that money back too.