Somehow we've managed to almost get to the end of this election. Having at one time believed April 13 would never arrive, I am now wondering how it got here so fast. And having now gone through most of this experience has given me a keen understanding of a few things. First of all it is a grueling process. Not just because of the demands on your time and energy, but also because the effort kind of consumes you. I find myself thinking of almost nothing else. Issues, yard signs, postcards, what to say on this blog, the atrociously one-sided and frankly libelous things that have been said in the buffoonish weekly press, trying to puzzle out the issue-free and evasive shenanigans of the "other side's candidates," all of this has become my daily companion and source for late night contemplation. I now understand why people can be reluctant to answer the call when asked to run for City Council. It is certainly not a job for the weak or overly sensitive.
But on the other hand, the experience has been an intensely rewarding one as well. The energy and creativity of those who have worked on my campaign has been astonishing. I now realize why it is that Sierra Madre has managed to evade the wrecking ball all these years. It is that thin line of remarkable people who rise to the occasion and transform what might have been a one man band into a movement. I am the heir of something incredible, and I stand on the shoulders of those who had picked up the banner long before I became a part of all this. I consider this to be one of the most gratifying and frankly humbling experiences of my life. Sierra Madre is the home of some remarkable people. It has been my honor to get to really know them, and I have made some of the best friends I've ever had.
I've received the devoted support of my family. My two elementary school-aged sons have become policy wonks. The notion that we might run out of water should we allow for Pasadena-style development is troubling to them, and they can't quite get their minds around the notion that there are people who don't seem to care about this. They've come to the conclusion that these lost souls must not care about things like taking baths or washing their clothes. My wife, now completing her second Doctorate in the mysterious workings of the human mind, has been the source for many insights into the personalities and motivations of those I've been concerned with. I have an amazing oppositional research department.
In my family and my friends I have a lot to be grateful for. Becoming involved in running for City Council has helped me realize just how blessed I am.
I have now walked about 50% of this town. There are some rather forbidding hillsides I've yet to tackle, plus a few other neighborhoods as well. I'll try to visit all of them in the time remaining. Introducing myself to the people of Sierra Madre has been an eye-opening experience. The vast majority of them are in complete agreement on the over-development issues, with most of them having a very keen understanding of this concern. It is the lifeblood of politics in this town. Sierra Madre has been blessed in that the people living here are a very savvy and intuitive bunch. They've figured it out and know what they want. It also helps that our town is something worth being loyal to. It is an inspiring foothill village that affords us hard-working middle class types the opportunity to live in a place that is both affordable and extraordinary. That we get to run it ourselves is also an important factor. We are not that kind of over-built Sacramento appendage that so many other cities have become. It is a remarkable little town and the loyalty it inspires from those living here is a rare and wonderful thing. People understand what they have, how it could be lost, and what they must do to keep it.
But like I said, we're almost at the end of this thing. And there is a lot of work that remains to be done. I sense that we are going to win, but that is no reason for complacency or taking things for granted. The other side is cornered and growing more desperate as they've begun to realize that time is running out for them. And as we have seen in the past, that is when they get their strange on. Time to hit the streets and continue the conversation with Sierra Madre.