Disintegrating Democrats in disarray

The people of the Chelsea and Dexter areas can be very proud of themselves.
With voter participation in Tuesday’s primary election running in the 25 to 30 percent range — and more in some precincts, we outdid the overall county turnout of 22.6 percent.
That’s pretty remarkable, when you consider the voter turnout in an ordinary primary struggles to reach double digits.
Perhaps it’s the extraordinary nature of this particular election.
I hope the head honchos of the state Democratic Party realize that, in their rush to change the rules in order to be among the first states to have a primary, they may have fallen victim to the Law of Unintended Consequences.
It sounded like a good idea at first: to have more of a say in determining a front-runner going into the summer convention, but the national party laid down such punitive restrictions that we ended up with a choice of Hillary, Dennis, Chris, Mike and Uncommitted, whoever that was.
Clinton was the only candidate of stature on the ballot, Barack Obama decided not to waste his time and money here, Kucinich is more of a perennial punchline than a viable candidate, and the other guys were just names taking up space.
Worse, Uncommitted got more votes than Clinton.
Not one of democracy’s shining moments.
In the interest of full disclosure, I have for years aligned myself more closely to Democrats than Republicans, but it became clear in this election what my GOP friends have been trying to tell me for years.
Democrats (or the party leaders, more specifically) don’t seem to have a clue.
Republicans may not agree with each other on a lot of things, but at least they’re all going in the same general direction while they debate those differences.
They come up with a plan, and they stick to it.
Apparently Democrats are so concerned these days with accommodating every possible viewpoint that they are incapable of developing a coherent, recognizable viewpoint at all.
They don’t have a plan, and they can’t agree on a plan on how to come up with one.
It makes me wonder: If this is the best way they can run an election, how in the world would they run the country?

Tragedy strikes a small town

By now you probably know that a Dexter teenager died Tuesday from injuries he suffered in a car crash outside Dexter High School.
The death of 16-year-old Tyler Steffey was a shock to the school system and to the community as a whole.
It is always difficult to see something like this happen at an otherwise joyful time of year.
Compounding the pain of his loss is the injuries his two companions suffered when the car they were in slid off Parker Road into a stand of trees near the high school entrance.
News travels fast in a small town, especially bad news like this.
I reported the breaking news Tuesday on our Web site, and readers will be able to see the story and photos in Thursday’s print edition of the newspaper.
It is still too early to say exactly what caused the accident, but I will follow up with the sheriff’s department and the school district on questions that have been raised.
Our office has already heard speculation on the cause and why the three teens were out of school at mid-morning, but I operate on facts, not rumor and innuendo.
To do otherwise would add unnecessarily to the pain their families are already suffering.
When I have information that can be verified, I will pass it along to you.
All that aside, it presents an opportunity to remind everyone – teens and adults alike ‑ of the dangers of driving in poor weather conditions.
It doesn’t matter how experienced you are behind the wheel, things can get out of control literally in the blink of an eye.
There is a whole lot of winter driving ahead of us, so let’s remember to be careful out there.

Don’t look now ‑ here comes Santa Claus

Like a lot of folks, I’m sure, this festive season happens to be my favorite time of year.
As soon as I see the lights and decorations go up on homes, businesses and streets in the various communities I visit, I feel like I’m holding onto the robe of the Spirit of Christmas Past.
Although Chelsea is a little bit behind other places in displaying its electric holiday glitter this year, City Manager John Hanifan assured me after Tuesday’s City Council meeting that the situation would be remedied immediately.
“We were going to do it a while ago, but the weather wouldn’t let us,” he said.
I understand perfectly, John; I still had leaves to rake up and put in my garden, but they are now frozen solid under a cold, white blanket.
Bad weather or good, it sounds like Chelsea will be a great place to be this weekend for residents and visitors alike.
The Chamber of Commerce’s annual Chelsea Hometown Holidays takes place Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and is jammed with activities to fill you with the Christmas spirit.
The main events are Friday’s tree-lighting ceremony in Pierce Park at 6 p.m., followed by the arrival of the head honcho himself; and the Holiday Light Parade at 6 p.m. Saturday.
Things get toned down and tuned up Sunday, with skating with Santa, a holiday ice show, concerts and carols.
In between, there’s a ton of activities happening each day, literally all over town.
If all these things put you in the mood to finish up your Christmas shopping, great.
But if nothing else, they should cause you to slow down, unplug from your hectic everyday schedule and enjoy the sights and sounds of my favorite season.

A Thanksgiving smorgasbord

A lot has been happening around here the last couple of weeks, and given the season, there are reasons to be thankful for all of them.
The Chelsea School Board gave the green light to important changes for kindergarteners and high schoolers.
Obviously the kindergarten issue is a Very Big Deal.
Even though I had a hard time believing it myself, I’ve studied the research that school officials used and it is irrefutable that our youngest citizens will be better off with the additional kindergarten class time.
Congrats to North Creek Principal Marcus Kaemming, School Board President Laurel McDevitt and all the other folks who made it happen.
As a bonus, North Creek will undergo a makeover as new classrooms are built to handle the increase in students. Stay tuned for developments on that.
MSU was on a trimester schedule when I attended in the early ’80s, and I found it to be advantageous.
For Chelsea High School students, the opportunity to have fewer classes per day but end up with more classes by the end of the year should be pretty appealing, especially considering the extra classes in math, science and social studies the state now requires.
I’m thankful the parents of this community care enough about their kids’ education to be involved in the community forums and meetings that led to those decisions.
And hats off to Ronald Weiser, Digger O’Dell and Fred Mills as Citizen of the Year and tandem Lifetime Achievement Award winners.
While Weiser’s pet project, the Clocktower complex, will be a focal point of the community for decades to come, the work done by the others (veterans affairs in O’Dell’s case and Chelsea Schools for Mills) is much more under the radar but has just as much impact on Chelsea’s future.
We all should be thankful that these men (and many more people we don’t know about) are quietly working among us.
That brings me to Thursday’s main event:
May we have the vision to see the wonderful people all around us, and have the grace to be truly thankful for each and every one of them.

Be careful what you ask for – you might just get it

Voters in Chelsea – well, at least 30 percent of them, anyway – delivered a strong message to the City Council on Tuesday.
Newcomers Rod Anderson and Bill Holmberg will take their seats on the council this coming Tuesday; seats vacated by Joe Merkel and Jamie Bollinger.
People apparently were in the mood for a change.
While candidate Jim Myles had previous political experience as a former village council member, Anderson and Holmberg do not.
Both are members of Chelsea Citizens For Accountability, which was successful in raising questions about the actions of the council and the operations of city government.
Voters must have been paying attention.
Anderson and Holmberg were elected by a strong majority, while Merkel and Bollinger received only about half as many votes.
And it was only by the slimmest of margins – at last report, only four votes – that Jason Lindauer fought off a challenge by Myles, who is seeking a recount.
Still, a 30 percent turnout for a single-issue election cannot be ignored.
Here’s a bit of unsolicited yet friendly advice for the new council members (and those who elected them):
You are about to enter a world that will challenge you far more than you may have imagined.
It will take perseverance, patience and, most importantly, a thick skin.
You wanted to change things, so here is your opportunity.
You asked for the responsibility, now you’ve got it.
I sincerely wish you the best of luck.

If you’re not willing to be part of the solution, you ARE the problem

I’m all for airing complaints if somebody sees an injustice; that’s the beauty of letters to the editor and freedom of the press.
But if you don’t have the courage of your convictions to sign your name to a letter, don’t bother sending it because we won’t bother printing it.
On my desk right now are two anonymous rants (which is the nicest way I can describe them) that start with the Chelsea Fair, but digress into a manifesto of complaints about the city in general.
“Shame on the Chelsea Fair Board!” begins one, then takes them to task for raising the admission price this year by $2 (for the first time in 10 years), and goes on to blame them for the mud that ensued after three days of heavy rain.
The writer even manages to make “You could find a parking space” sound like a bad thing.
Tell you what: The folks on the Fair Board go out of their way to ensure that people have a good experience at the fair, but even they don’t have the juice to control the weather.
The other writer complained about (among many other things) having to pay an admission charge to get into the fairgrounds to set up an exhibit a few hours before the fair officially opened.
“These volunteers should be armed with shotguns and if anyone dared to touch those gates without paying, shoot them on sight!” the letter stated.
Now that’s the kind of thing I would have wanted to look into as a reporter, but the letter was signed “Ashamed to Now Live in Traffic City USA, alias Chelsea, Mich.”
Hmm. Not much help there.
The first letter was e-mailed from a link on the newspaper's Web site, chelseastandard.com. The fields for name, e-mail, phone, address and locality all were left blank, so there’s no way to contact the writer.
The second was mailed, with no return address or other contact information on the envelope.
Despite the rambling inventory of how much better it was to live in Chelsea "50 years ago and up," perhaps my favorite aspect of the second letter was its admonition that we print it, which is below, verbatim:
“Pleasse print this. It needs to be said. Thank you. We will watch for our letter.”
You go right on watching for it, sweetheart, because this is as close as you’re going to get to seeing it in print.
I’m not doing this to be mean-spirited, and I’m certainly not trying to make fun of anybody.
But the newspaper can’t bring to light things that need to be changed unless somebody, somewhere, goes on the record and says, “There is a problem here, and it must stop!”

Getting fairly excited about ‘The Fair’

There’s been an awful lot of activity around the Chelsea Standard office the last few days as we prepare for the one of this area’s biggest events, the Chelsea Community Fair.
But what we’ve been doing doesn’t come close to all the energy being spent just down the street from us at the fairgrounds.
I went over there on a recent evening to gather some information for some articles, and the place was positively buzzing. Now I understand why they call it a "work bee."
Fair board members and their families, exhibitors and their families, and plenty of folks who just want to lend a hand showed up, ready to work hard.
They pitched in to set up stalls in the livestock and horse barns or tables and chairs in the exhibition buildings, prepare the track for the demolition derbies, put the finishing touches on the brand-new pavilion, and lots more.
Most of them didn’t quit until after dark on a hot, humid, uncomfortable night, and that was just the one time I was there.
They were doing all the behind-the-scenes work that not only makes the fair run so smoothly, but makes it one of the best small-town fairs in the entire state.
For the people of this area and beyond, the fair has been A Very Big Deal for a very long time.
It’s not an exaggeration to say, if not for the volunteers, there simply would not be a Chelsea Community Fair.
So when you see one of these volunteers while you’re at the fair next week, make sure you tell them how much you appreciate all their hard work.
Over the years, I’ve found that probably the best way to get a true sense of what life is like in a small town is to attend whatever festive event they have that involves the entire community.
Saline has its Celtic Festival, Manchester has the Chicken Broil and Dexter has Dexter Daze, but Chelsea has The Fair.
Some folks might think they are too cosmopolitan to bother with a country fair, but they don’t know what they’re missing.
As far as I’m concerned, you have not really lived until you have dripped mustard all down the front of your shirt from eating a corn dog or gotten your fingers impossibly sticky on cotton candy or elephant ears.
And there are few moments as thrilling as seeing a ribbon attached to a plate of vegetables you have grown in your own garden or to some goodies you made in your own kitchen.
I know this to be true, because I have done all of those things (except for the corn dog — I prefer the big sausage dog with grilled onions and sauerkraut on the homemade bun, but I still end up wearing some of it).
This is the third year I have taken home a prize from the Jackson County Fair.
Foremost is my German Extra Hardy garlic, with a blue ribbon my first year, third place last year (I wuz robbed), and first place again this year.
But a bonus this year was my baked goods. I won a blue ribbon for cheesecake brownies and second place for pecan pie, and this was the first time I'd entered anything in that category.
Because I work for the Standard, I don’t know if the Chelsea Fair Board will allow me to enter anything in the fair next year, but I wouldn’t mind being a judge.
A few years back, during my last two years with the Adrian newspaper, the Lenawee County Fair invited me to be a judge for the pie contest. Anybody who knows me well also knows my penchant for pie, and perhaps I could do the same for the Chelsea Fair.
My wife and I have attended the Chelsea Fair several times in the past, but by working at the paper this year, I’ll likely be over there every day and see more of it than ever.
And that’s just fine with me. That gives me plenty of opportunity to scout out the whole thing so that when I do bring her with me, we’ll know exactly where to find the best exhibits to look at, the best rides to ride and the best sausage dog to slop on my shirt.
So, yes, I guess you could say I really look forward to fair season.
See ya at the fair!