Author Archives: Alison

What a week!

What a week!

So we’ve signed a contract to sell the house.  We’re working on the creative financing that will allow us to move.  We’ve met the middle school teachers.  I’m really, really tired.  There are too many things going on that I wish were over, and too many I wish weren’t starting.  Now that the contract is signed, the reality is setting in, and the guilt. . .friends and neighbors and teachers (I volunteer a lot in the elementary school) saying how much they don’t want me to leave.  This triggers some strange thoguhts and emotions (“Why are you guys upset?  I’m not moving far, I’ll be back!” and “Seriously?  Miss >me<?  That’s weird.”)  I mean, I do fully expect to be visiting and being visited, and even though it’s not the same, it still doesn’t feel, yet, like I’m really moving away.  And while we’re moving for a lot of really good reasons, sometimes those reasons don’t mean as much when we’re trying to explain them to people who don’t want us to go.

It’s been a very, very long time since I last moved away from people who cared where I lived.  A really, really long time.  It feels strange.

Intelligent (kaff, kaff, ahem. . .) Design

Intelligent (kaff, kaff, ahem. . .) Design

Star-Ledger today, page 13.  Hunterdon County School Board is considering teaching “criticisms” of evolutionary theory in the Middle School.  Annie Imbesi told the Bethlehem School Board that “Darwin’s theory is contested by many people in the scientific community,” and yet added that she doesn’t support faith based theories.  Yet. . .the information she got that says the theory is contested is from The Discovery Institute, which, if you can handle wading through all the pseudo-science psychobabble, is a faith-based organization that advocates introducing Intelligent Design as a gateway to teaching creationism and other ideas on their narrow-minded “Christian” agenda.  ID has no basis in scientific fact – it cannot be proved, disproved, or even >>tested<< using established scientific method.  It’s creationism dressed up in a monkey suit.

Snowballing Irritation

Snowballing Irritation

Saturday – besides the wonderful time we had after we left the house – started off with irritation.  We were awakened by the sound of hammering, and discovered a large platform being built almost entirely across the street a few doors down from our house.  According to the fellow building it, the Fellowship House was putting on a gospel music concert for the residents (it’s a limited-care nursing facility) and they’d gotten all the permits, and the police were going to barricade the street.  I was not the only one complaining to this guy (not blaming him, of course, it wasn’t his fault) that no notice had been given to anyone on the block that the street was going to be barricaded, that the street would be taken over by this concert, and that people were supposed to move their cars.  We have a couple of apartment buildings on the street, so on-street parking is essential to the people who live there.  And since we’re accessible on one side by a one-way street with turning restrictions, getting in and out was going to be a problem for them (and the rest of us) too.  For me, personally, I had realtors coming by with clients to see the house, so there was a last-minute scramble to find their phone numbers and tell them that they’d have to park a block away and walk to the house.  Needless to say, nobody except the Fellowship House people was happy.

So, as in other matters town-related, I took my gripe to the Bloomfield Forum on nj.com.  By the next day, I was being villified right and left by people who seemed to think that I was being selfish and uncharitable – ignoring completely that the specific problem I cited was that no notice had been given to any of the hundreds of people on my block who were inconvenienced (or worse, in the case of three driveways that were blocked off by stage and seating, and at least one car that was towed) so on a Saturday morning, people had to make alternate plans for parking, move cars, and couldn’t get into or out of their street.  Not even “No Parking” paper signs.  Nada.  I even had one genius tell me that I should read my bible so I could be more charitable, like the gospel singers.  Duh.

Now it seems that the reason this happened is that the Fellowship House applied for a Block Party permit.  Of course, the assumption with something like that is that there is some block association planning it and taking care of the notices, so the police dept. can be forgiven – a little – but clearly there’s a hole in the system that FH took advantage of, which needs to be patched.