Recent graduate reflects on his private education

I can count the number of friends that I have in Alameda on one hand. This is especially astonishing given the fact that I was born in Alameda and have lived there for 18 years. I went home to Marina Village every day, but something was missing. I frequented Park Street, played soccer at Alameda Point, and attended the Fourth of July parade annually, yet I never felt like part of the community. I felt this way because of my education.

It’s no wonder City Council and mayoral candidates are focusing on parks this campaign season.

Residents have been up in arms over several park issues in recent years and have had to sponsor three ballot initiatives to keep open space from being developed, most recently at Crab Cove. Just months ago, the city council removed the 18-year-old "regional park" designations from Alameda Point planning maps.

Voters want better.

Have you driven the main thoroughfares of Alameda lately: Park and Webster streets, Island Drive, Buena Vista, Lincoln and Central avenues? Have you driven through the tubes or crossed the bridges any time around the morning or evening commute?

Recently, thanks to a non-fatal accident in the tube, it took my wife 90 minutes to get from the Webster Tube (which the accident closed) to Marina Village via Interstate 880, the Embarcadero and the Park Street Bridge — a distance of less than five miles.

In the 1990s, Alameda Municipal Power (AMP) became one of the first utilities to invest heavily in renewable power. Since then, we been justifiably proud of our "Greenest Little Utility" reputation. But in today’s world, with our growing awareness of climate change and our understanding of the impact of our carbon footprint, it’s not enough for a utility to rely on renewable power alone.

It’s nothing but ugly, and I don’t want to talk about it. But it needs to be talked about. I tried not to see the tape of Ray Rice punching his now wife, Janay. I was watching the morning news on a local network, and there it was. He hit her like a man would hit another man. A man who was in fear for his life perhaps, or a man protecting his family.

I think I’m using the wrong word here. Because Ray Rice clearly is not a man. A man doesn’t hit a woman, or a child, or an animal, or for that matter, another man.