Since the Alameda Naval Air Station closed in 1997 and the Alameda community lost more than 15,000 jobs, developers have come and gone with their ideas of what Alameda Point should become. Recently, the city took control of the planning process and worked closely with the community to document and adopt the community’s vision of what it wants to see at the former base: a mixed-use transit-oriented community that replaces lost jobs and creates world-class waterfront park amenities.
Regardless of how one perceives the outcome of the recent elections, on the local level, Alameda provides an inkling of hope. While big-money, out-of-town interests threw in to sway opinions, it was the small-budget local campaigns that led the field. Even if just barely.
While elsewhere in the nation, oil billionaires and big finance throw congresspeople into their Amazon shopping carts, in Alameda, principle, not money, appears to carry the day.
Alameda seems to have become fertile soil for phone scammers to plow. By and large Alamedans are a trusting lot and perhaps a bit naïve to the ways of skilled conmen who have discovered a potential cash cow across the Oakland Estuary. Here’s one that almost got me, and I’m a world traveler.
I get the desire to protect what we have, so I support careful review of any development that might impact our quality of life, after the facts come out.
I’ve lived here long enough, however, to know that emotions don’t always wait for facts, so even though I personally have decided to wait until the studies are released regarding the proposed new Harbor Bay Club project, I’m not surprised by some of the premature jabbing going on.
If serious action isn’t taken —soon — Alameda residents will find themselves stuck in hour-long traffic jams when leaving the island.
Alameda will have its moment of truth — a day when there won’t be enough money to mitigate all the traffic congestion spawned by out-of-control growth and permit parking costing homeowners over a $400 per year. Residents will only find buses that are also stuck in traffic. When that day comes, there will be no turning back. Our fragile quality of life will be gone forever.