By Dick Downey
As a gasser walking into a meeting, I look for team jackets, denim and feed caps -- the Walmart people. On the other side of the aisle, literally and figuratively, are the LL Bean people. I sit with the Walmarts.
The class divide in this argument over drilling is the elephant in the living room. Everyone's aware of it, but nobody's talking about it. It pits generational farmers against the newly arrived, well-to-do pensioners against those just hanging on. It's Brewery Ommegang/Bud Light, opera season/deer season, those who work with their hands and those who work with their mouths. It's private college/community college, people up the back roads and folks who live in the village. It's old '60s radicals and those who did their tour of duty, Universal Unitarian social activists and Main Street Baptists. It's upstate/downstate, liberal/conservative. I could go on.
All broad generalizations are a little rough around the edges. This one is, too. I know several Americans for Democratic Action gassers and more than a few Tea Party antis but, in the main, when you walk into a room, you know where to sit.
No matter where you sit, most folks love this area. Those who migrated to Otsego County have chosen it as their place to live and die. The "generationals" have always called it home. Few want to leave. However, many can't stay. Good jobs with upward mobility are scarce. So when gas drilling opened options, two visions for the future of Otsego County collided.
One vision sees a Currier and Ives landscape with picturesque villages, sustainable farms, unspoiled vistas, bed-and-breakfast hostelries, cultural tourism with an active arts scene. The "good life," a nice place to live and visit, near hospitals, museums and colleges. Think of a rustic Boca Raton or Scottsdale, with a bit more ice and snow. People who envision this future don't want drilling. Drilling intrudes on their vision.
The other side of the room lives in another reality. Full-time farmers making $10,000 a year, the wife driving a school bus for the health insurance and the husband working at Lowe's to support the farm. Or 120 acres going to brush, the land in the family for four generations with the fifth generation working at Amphenol, hoping the job and benefits don't go offshore. Or two young stonemasons doing all right in the warm months but plowing driveways and painting an occasional kitchen in the winter just to hang on. It's businesses, maybe doing OK, but limited by the perpetually depressed upstate economy. They'd love to expand, hire someone else besides the brother-in-law. They can't. Some larger businesses that hire a dozen or so people, trying to get to the next step but … there's nothing out there to warrant it. Downstate/out-of-state landowners who inherited the land or bought the property for recreation or retirement. The taxes they pay send our kids to school and pave our roads. They want to fix up the old place, maybe build a new house. All these folks have visions. Their visions, their hopes and dreams, require new industry, new opportunities for our area. With drilling, they see this opportunity.
The environmental organizations that oppose drilling and support sustainable small-scale development have been around for years. Their websites tout their accomplishments -- forums, the Farmers' Market and Kid Garden in Cooperstown, their opposition to the Marcy Line, and the windmills in Jordansville.
However, people on the other side of the room tell me small-scale sustainable and forums won't pay the rent. Consider the following: over the past decade Otsego County's population has remained static (0.1% decline). Dig deeper and you see a far less stable situation. In that same time frame our area's school population declined from 17,500 to 14,500, an 18% decrease. Richard Dietz studied upstate New York migration patterns for the Federal Reserve. He found that while the out-migration of young to middle-aged adults conforms to national norms, New York ranks 49th out of 50 states in replacement in-migration. Working-age adults (and their children) are not coming to upstate New York. Those here with jobs and benefits think twice before changing jobs for upward mobility. Why? Good jobs are scarce! The result -- our young population is hollowing out due to limited opportunity. Nice place to retire; tough place to make a living. Their world, our world. Our common ground is a love of the land. For those of us with family buried up on the hill, something deeper. We who support gas development know there will be disruption, some inconvenience and change. We embrace that change. We, too, want strong environmental regulations and consistent enforcement. Many of us have created leases that underscore that desire.
However, I don't hold up much hope that we will meet on that common ground. James "Chip" Northrop sneers at us "frack babies" (his term) and James Dean of Cooperstown wants to sue us. Fair enough. We, in turn, call them NIMBYs. We ask how they are going to drive their Audis and BMWs or stoke up their Viking or Wolf stoves without using a hydrofracked carbon shipped in from some other place.
However, what really makes our blood boil is the elitist tinge to their conversation; that we knuckle-draggers just don't get it, that only they have the vision of the greater good. Well, folks, we get it. Many of us live in the just-get-by world they wish to maintain. We think there is a better way, and, in the long run, one that leads to a more sustainable society with greater social equity and fewer societal costs: Farmers able to farm instead of having to sell off parcels to retirees. The disenfranchised with good jobs. Businesses created and expanded to service the new industry. Opportunities to attract and keep young families in our area. Sorry for your inconvenience and the temporary disturbance of your viewshed.
It is our vision of the future that keeps us sitting on our side of the room, our arms folded.
Dick Downey is a retired teacher living in Otego.