I never get tired of stories about people on
safari into flyoverland, trying to understand the mysterious natives.
My own county is convulsed right now with hurricane destruction. Although our house came through with flying colors, nearly every house in the county was damaged to some extent; a surprising number were totaled. Not very many businesses are back up and running yet. The county estimates that it's lost about 25% of its revenue base, a combined effect of devalued real estate and a huge hit to hotel/restaurant surtaxes and business sales taxes.
Naturally the County Commissioners have chosen this critical time to go full Nanny-State with construction permits, ostensibly in order to placate FEMA and the National Flood Insurance Program. The timing is not ideal, given that FEMA appears to be universally loathed here. Citizens were surprised to learn that it's difficult to qualify for FEMA benefits unless you're broke and uninsured. Even if you seem to qualify, the application requirements are arcane or, at least, beyond the abilities of most broke and uninsured people. Facebook has been boiling with horror stories. I haven't run into anyone yet who got flood insurance benefits. We suffered very little from rising water, almost entirely from high winds.
Nevertheless, we discovered (to the discomfiture of those small-governmentistas among us who should have been paying closer attention) that the Commissioners Court adopted a floodplain administration plan in early 2016 that instituted a construction permit process for the county's unincorporated areas. On its face, it's not too horrible, in that it applies only to new construction or to repairs or renovations expected to cost at least half the value of the original structure. Unfortunately, the Commissioners are now inexplicably taking the position that it applies to all repairs. Naturally, this drives me nuts, not only the intrusion but the inability of a governmental body to think sensibly about whether they're really going to administer permits for everyone who needs to replace a window pane for the rest of time.
I'm very curious to see whether the citizens will put up with it. The Facebook response includes a good bit of sensible outrage that nevertheless is disturbingly leavened with a certain amount of "but gosh, everybody should be forced to build properly, and naturally only the government can make that happen." More to the point, because the Commissioner for my precinct just announced she will not stand for re-election in 2018, I have to decide whether to file for her position by the December 11 deadline. This is not a job I want. Still, I've always said that if you don't like who occupies most political offices, you should be willing to run for office yourself.
I'm trying to look at it as an experiment in whether residents of a largely unincorporated area of a deep-red Texas county are committed to small government. If they're not, I'll be disappointed and less hopeful about the future of our freedoms, but at least I won't have to serve. If I run and win, I won't be able to out-vote four other Commissioners, but I can make my voice heard, and I can certainly publicize their actions in a way that's actually calculated to reach the citizens, as opposed to meeting bare-minimum standards under the law.