By Emory Layne
Not occupants of “interplanetary craft.” Occupants of North Plainfield.
A lot of people have answered the call over the years in North Plainfield. Not the political call. For a long time around here, I don’t think there was political call; it was more like a waiting list, with people penciled in to take the place of other people when they decided to move on.
I mean the call that’s rolling pretty strong now, the one related to NPCCR and a wealth of information being made available to residents of North Plainfield for the first time in, well, maybe for the very first time. Katherine Watt got that ball rolling, pretty much single-handedly to start.
A lot of people tried in the past. (In Ms. Watt’s case, I’d imagine it’s a combination of her unique skills and being in the right place at the right time.)
But other people did try in the past. They tried to join committees and commissions, but saw their Talent Bank applications “lost” or ignored in favor of others. They participated in the activities that call for citizens to interact with elected official and employees, but ended up throwing up their hands in despair or disgust.
Or maybe just throwing up.
Their efforts were no less important than those happening now. There was simply less organization, less communication and less knowledge that other people in town felt the same way.
But now, with great opportunities to participate without the game-playing and politics of earlier times, it’s time again to get back on board.
Everyone’s got something to offer. But you have to offer it.
There have been calls on this blog, for example, for people to submit OPRA requests to Borough Hall. I completely understand that visiting Borough Hall for any reason, let alone reasons Borough Hall staff regard as confrontational, has been and still is a royal pain. It’s not for everyone.
But I wonder if there are any residents out there who are pretty sure of themselves and who have less to fear from Borough Hall than others, who could step up to this challenge. Perhaps law enforcement professionals, whether they work here in town or for other towns. Perhaps educators - after all, we’re always told that Borough Hall politics are completely removed from school politics.
For too long, retaliation (real or simply anticipated) have allowed Borough Hall to be the town bully. When everyone bands together and stands up to the bully, the bully usually runs away crying to Mommy.
A gentleman by the name of Oleh Kaniuka has corresponded from time to time, offering his insight into accounting practices and finances in the Borough. There are more people in town who have professional experience – in finance, accounting, law, public health, telecommunications and other areas. People who can also provide firm input, or even use a treasure hunt approach to tracking down documents that let us all know what’s been happening with our money for years. Those professionals already know what to look for; lay people have to research to even figure out what to look for. Point us in the right direction.
In lots of situations, but particularly Villa Maria, we’ve heard “opinions” from the Borough Attorney and statements in hearings and in court by attorneys representing developers. I’m sure this town has quite a few lawyers among its residents. What do YOU think?
This isn’t someone asking for free legal advice; it’s a whole town asking for your input in areas that you know far more about than we do.
A gentleman by the name of Morgan Shevett reported on a Council meeting, and didn’t hold back anything. Yet following his insightful, detailed - and uproariously funny - commentary, he wasn’t (to my knowledge) consigned to a dark dungeon or even slapped with so much as a traffic ticket.
There are loads of people out there who’ve seen and heard things first-hand who could tell us about them. Not gossip. Not catty sniping. The real stuff about real public issues that often is intended to be out of earshot or sight, but slips through.
It doesn’t have to be funny – this whole situation has become far too serious for us to look for laughs. I may chuckle about something someone writes, but the dead-serious message behind it is always painfully clear.
Finally, things didn’t get the way they are last week. Over the years, there have been lots of situations I personally witnessed - part and parcel to the whole mess that’s happening downtown. Some of them, I’ve raised on this blog; others have been consigned to a “wait and see” file, held until the day they can be investigated without having to first trade a limb for the information.
Lots of people know about these things … and until now, it’s been perfectly understandable that they chose to remain quiet. Spilling the beans would’ve been like telling the guy robbing you with a 12″ hunting knife that you just swallowed all your valuables.
To now, discretion was the better part of valor.
But no one’s asking you for money. For the past decade, people downtown have been demanding your money, without oversight, prudence and accountability – and you didn’t have a choice.
No one’s asking you to commit substantial amounts of your time. If you’re reading this, you spend some time on the computer, and the time it takes to write down a few words is about the same as it takes to answer an emails. And no one’s asking you to write and rewrite and edit and reedit a literary work of art. This isn’t one of those blogs where people who make a typo or misuse a word get reamed by the get-a-life know-it-alls. There’s respect here.
I think we can agree on a few things.
Things in North Plainfield ain’t the way they ought to be. There are documented cases of elected officials circumventing laws, attempting end-runs around the taxpayers and blocking attempts to see just what’s going on.
Taxes go up every year, and all the incumbents talk about is “stabilizing” them – “lowering” is apparently blasphemous.
We pay substantial salaries to administrators who appear to answer only to those who hired them, not to those who foot the bill, do their jobs incompetently, and get rewarded with pay increases and promotions.
Laws and ordinances are regularly violated. While you and I pay a speeding ticket when we get it, other people don’t even get them … or the money goes uncollected.
While you and I take pride in our homes and our neighborhoods, other people view theirs as fleabag hotels to be packed with as many people they can find with money to pay.
And when someone comes along who doesn’t even live here and pay taxes, and they want to do something, our elected officials and committee heads bend over backwards to alter and amend the ordinances to please them – and tell us to go to hell.
How did things get that way?
They got that way because we allowed them to.
No, we weren’t offered a choice and picked the mule behind the curtain instead of the box Carol Merrill was holding.
We just believed what we were told by the people who wanted to hold power in town. When it started to become obvious that they were saying one thing but doing another, we didn’t have a chance to make a change because of the little cliques running the local political machines wind up toys. Some people blindly voted the party line, thinking they were doing the right thing; others tried to get involved, but found the doors closed and the curtains drawn.
Here are some of the reasons why people keep mum about the things they’ve experienced first-hand, and why they need to step up anyway.
1. They work for the Borough, and “fear for their job.”
If you’ve done something unethical or illegal, it’s going to catch up to you sooner or later and you won’t have a job anymore. If you were asked to do something like that, you always had a choice, and someday I’ll introduce you to people who did the right thing instead of copping out with rationalizations. And if you saw this stuff, even if you weren’t directly involved, who are you protecting? Certainly not your neighbors and fellow residents.
2. You’ve known something, but it involved “a friend.”
Well, there are friends … and there are “friends.” One earns your trust; the other demands your trust. One does the right thing; the other does the right thing for him or herself, and makes excuses for doing it. If socializing with that person is so much more important than watching this stuff continue, you’ve crept into a position not too far behind your friend – as an enabler.
Would it have been okay for Ted (the Unabomber) Kaczynski’s brother to have held his tongue and not pointed the authorities in the right direction because he loved his brother? What about the people who’d been killed and maimed? Well, he could always have said “I didn’t know them….”
3. Maybe it’s just that you see other people doing stuff for the town now, and it looks like they’re accomplishing a lot, so you figure everything’s taken care of.
That’s how the whole mess got to where it is now.
Everyone is welcome in this newly-open community … with the possible exception of those who have kept silent and reaped benefits from their go-along, get-along cooperation with the shenanigans.
[Editor's Note: They're welcome too.]
You can use my relatives’ names:
- Penny Layne;
- my Louisiana cousin Tu Layne;
- my bean-eating uncle Gas O’Layne; or
- my niece who used to drive a taxi in New York, E. Layne (extreme reach, I know).
Just DO IT.