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Uffish Thoughts: Keeping Up Appearances Requires Public Attention by Dan Davidson
Those bright colours in the Klondike are not all impending signs of autumn. They are freshly painted buildings. I could probably write an entire column this week by simply listing the number of places in town that have been painted in the last two months. For instance: our house and two others on this block, at least a dozen others around town, the Robert Service School, the Triple J. Hotel, the Anglican Rectory, Saint Marys Roman Catholic Church and Manse, the Front Street mall (including the Nugget and Ivory Shop, No Gold Gallery and Maximilians) and the Masonic Lodge. Some have retained the colours they had to begin with. Others, most notably the school, have opted for a new look, going from solemn government gray to a more cheerful pale yellow. Were big on facades in Dawson City these days, quite unlike the drearily dressed town I first visited in 1978 with a bunch of students from Beaver Creek. Then, memory tells me it looked a lot like the black and white streets of Pierre Bertons well known documentary film City of Gold. Small wonder. At that point in its history Dawson was just months away from losing its town council to a YTG administrator. A year later half of its building foundations would be lost to a flood. Twenty-five years later we did a little better. We lost our elected government again, but managed to survive a summer of being surrounded by fires. And we seem, on the whole, to be much more cheerful about the future. After all, paint jobs are a substantial investment, if I can go by what ours cost. Youd think that people with a stake in the future would be a little more interested in salvaging what they can from the present, wouldnt you? Yes, Im back to that dreary old topic of responsible government. Despite the fact that the majority of Dawsons voters chose to put a council in power ten months ago, it was just six months later that the council was removed, judged fiscally irresponsible and turfed after a half year filled with struggle and acrimony. Leaving aside for now the fact that some of the loudest voices among the minority clamoring for that councils removal have plenty of fiscal housekeeping to do themselves, the council did end up in a mess and the municipal ship of state did need to be bailed out. Since it is painfully obvious that no one in senior government had any interest in taking on that job until the crew had been jettisoned - a process which has continued from April through the summer - it is probably in the towns best interests that things have worked out as they have. This way, at least, there is some chance that relief and refinancing may come our way, and that some of our infrastructure problems may be addressed. It may be possible for this government to do for its appointed trustee and advisory committee what it would not do for the government elected by Dawsons citizens. But, as former supervisor André Carrel is so fond of saying, no voting public should be allowed to get away with simply casting a ballot every three years. Me make X - its not enough, was the way the governments appointed supervisor put it to the crowd in the YOOP Hall on January 23, 2004. And you know what? Hes right. Its not. There was a flurry of interest in municipal affairs for a little while there, but it died down after Trustee Ray Hayes took office and died down further when the advisory committee was appointed in the middle of the summer. In no time flat attendance at meetings in the council chambers was down to me and a few people in delegations. There was no one sitting in to see how its done, to take note of the actual conversations and get the official line on the issues. Presently the only way to do that is to attend the meetings, because someone stole the towns video camera from the school where it had been in use televising the evening fire briefings during July. When the painters started preparing the Front Street buildings for their fresh paint they found that there was some work to be done first. Beneath the faded colours the facades had worn and some were rotting. Structural work was needed to protect the building beneath the false front. Im heading for an obvious metaphor, of course. What we have in place right now for local governance is a facade. I dont mean that in a bad way. Facades do shape reality to some extent and this one is a necessary artificial means of showing the people that we arent just being managed from afar. I think these people are working for us. Its just that they arent the people who should be working for us. They understand that. The committee is working on a vision statement to guide their efforts. I havent seen a draft yet, but the discussion Ive heard shows that it will contain wording about being in place only until it can pave the way for new elections. This is good news. It would be even better news if more citizens were there to hear it being discussed. Paying attention to the facade could help to make the reality beneath it stronger in the future. | |||||||||||||||