i have not posted in weeks. it get tiresome to see hear smell and taste this damn construction every day, and so sometimes i have to take breaks. PLUS - who cares that i am complaining? just me,a nd sometimes i do not have the stomach to think about it anymore than i already do.
so the cranes have now all been parked out front of our house, just to the left. a whole battalion of them. and the space they were working in - digging huge holes, moving around large bunches of wires and rebar encased in cement - is now full of smaller work vehicles - diggers, dump trucks, cement trucks. they are ending their days earlier than before. they all seem rather clueless about their goal, or if they even have one now.
most days - the clouds of dirt and cement dust from these vehicles fills our whole area. i can look to the left and see dust, i can look to the right and see the whole park, still full of children as it is now summer and they are in need of things to do - full of a haze that looks like los angeles or somewhere that is on fire. the dirt cloud comes in our windows, and our neighbors windows too, and leaves a grimy gritty covering on everything. if i had the time to put in the effort - i could dust every day. there is that much crud coming in. it covers the house, and the plants in the yard. i can never tell how it is that all those ford workers walk through those clouds willingly each day on their lunch break. they must have good health insurance.
the news is full, thugoh not so full, of stories about ford these days. about the new ceo and how he is gonna make things better. about how the investors are unhappy. about how telsa and alphabet are a decade advanced on all the new car tech, and that not a single ford line is wired the way all gm vehicles are. the news is sort of full, but also not, of stories about the buyouts, and i found one story that said they would mostly be dearborn workers, but no one else would say that. no one else would say if any of the current projects would be in jeapordy if ford suddenly hemmorages people or money. plans change, things are abandoned. the packard plant once was a thriving industrious place......
i think of all the work and disruption of this project, and i see if empty. times are changing too fast. this work should have been done 10 years ago. now - now ford is chasing it's tail like a dog who is bored or has separation anxiety. spinning it's wheels, and going nowhere.
