Wednesday, July 11, 2007
The Good Ship Raytown
The next Raytown Board of Aldermen meeting, to be held on Tuesday, July 17, 2007, should be interesting. Consider the following: Next week the Board of Aldermen will probably vote on four ordinances that, if passed, will have a detrimental impact on property values. In so doing, it will also seriously hinder plans for the future economic growth of Raytown. In a time when the other communities in the K.C. metropolitan area are competing for more businesses, jobs and residents – Raytown is on the cusp of turning many away by: 1. Allowing dogs to be chained in front yards. 2. Allowing vehicles to be dismantled in residential neighborhoods. 3. Rescinding an ordinance that prohibits fences in front yards. 4. Allowing the breeding of animals in residential neighborhoods. A recent contributor to the Raytown Reporter who goes by the pen name of “Over Easy” wrote the following earlier this week. The letter speaks for itself. Ain't it great that all of us anonymous bags of wind have so much to say? Why is it that we won't sign our names? Because we're not stupid, that's why. The "powers that be" in Raytown use ordinances as a tool for controlling their opponents. Ordinances are enforced all right - selectively. Ordinances of any substance usually involve and favor the Wildwood Homeowner's Association. The rest of us can eat cake and talk about bird droppings. "Let's see, if my parrot has fleas, is that one pet or two?" But all the blogs in the world do not affect the outcome one bit. People who care about some of these issues need to stand up and be counted, attend council meetings, form special interest groups of our own, and start to shout these fools down. Otherwise, the good ship Raytown, already listing badly, will be lost to us all. Oh by the way, the longer you tether an animal, the meaner it gets. Any fool knows that. Not Wittman and Aziere. Property prices? Simply a reflection of a community's own self respect, its unity, its civic pride, its guts, its vision. Right now, in Raytown, that's oh and five. Good luck, Mr. Hair - woops, I mean, Mr. Mayor.