Perspectives Piece: Public Investment in Affordable Housing Needed
I wake. Something doesn’t feel right. I lay quiet, trying not to move or make a noise until I am sure of what’s going on. I hear the sounds of snoring and the clank of someone’s weapon banging on his bunk, or maybe against his web gear. Doesn’t sound threatening. It’s ok. Another minute goes by. The flash of fear is gone, but there is still a sense that something is out of place.
The scope of the VCEA is far-ranging and far-reaching. It provides a roadmap for the state and its utilities to move away from fossil-fuel-sourced energy and provides authorizations to carry out the Governor’s clean energy mandates in his September 2019 Executive Order 43.
Recessions are natural occurrences that happen periodically, much like five-mile backups on Interstate 81. More than minor inconveniences, however, recessions can quickly change the business landscape as demand dries up. They are indiscriminate and uncaring about the damage caused. What we are experiencing now is no normal recession, and never have we seen such a ferocious economic nosedive.
“Maybe happiness doesn’t come from a store. Maybe happiness, perhaps, means a little bit more”. No, those aren’t the exact words from Dr. Seuss’ book, “The Grinch”, but the general lesson from these words is still the same. When faced with an incomprehensible loss, the citizens of Whoville are forced to accept a change to their consumption centered Christmas celebration. Perspectives ultimately change for everyone, even for the Grinch.
When everyone is cheering the beginning of a new decade, the coronavirus is breaking into our lives. At the beginning, the coronavirus appeared in China, and it was the Chinese New Year at that time, so the population was very mobile and the infection was very strong.
The government is considering a $850 billion stimulation to get the economy rolling again with a relatively small tax relief to individuals (mine would be $242/month, a mere 9% of my disposable salary) and $50 billion to the airlines. I’m not an economist, but based on my life in small-city America, it seems clear to me that there are problems here.
Harrisonburg is college town so – in more normal times – you can’t go too far on a nice day without seeing an outdoor college party. Recently I witnessed a rowdy event taking place at some houses that border the rear of our office parking lot.