Thursday, July 10, 2008

The price of progress

On Monday afternoon there was a lot of hubbub across the street. A big truck with some dubious mechanized equipment was doing something that we couldn't see because whatever they were doing was being obstructed by the giant truck. My brother-in-law went outside to find out what the hell they were up to, and it turns out they were installing new poles to run phone lines to the house up the road from us.

I'm torn between feeling sympathy for the people up the street who seemed to have lived there a mighty long time without having access to a land line and being upset that our view has become tainted by a new wire. As you can see, there were electrical wires already but they were positioned high enough that they didn't cut across our view when sitting on the balcony. Alas, the phone wires are too low to be avoided. Such is the price of progress in our little village.



Cheryl said...

I can't say I'd be sympathetic...the wire would irritate me. I was just standing on my balcony today, admiring the great view that we have. At the same time also noticing how many new homes were built on the edges of my view...which means it's only a matter of time before I have no view. I'll enjoy it while I have it!

Rositta said...

It is kind of sad isn't it, that is a beautiful view...ciao

Lulu Barbarian said...

May the wireless age come soon.

Volly said...

What, they never heard of underground utilities?