Maybe the blues have nothing to do with it, but then again, maybe they do.
Before crossing the threshold onto Decatur Street, the final scrawl on the crumbling wall reads, “Have mercy and say yeah!” It made a lot of sense in the condition New Orleans often inflicts, but sitting here today, it still makes a lot of sense for a lot reasons.
Being a “yes” person, a person eager to see progress, willing to crash and burn and confident the sun will always rise regardless of success or misfortune, “Have mercy and say yeah!” is applicable daily. This isn’t the case for all since there is a constant force of opposition, sometimes most appropriate, in every change or alteration placed on the proverbial table. Personal opinion is democratic, and welcomed in this nation under God, but the arguments and battles can make one weary, especially when the opposition has not done their homework or, even worse, has and it results in behavior dismissing social equity, focusing on just one or few.
Today, however, it is a pleasure to recognize the many in the Valley that are standing up and shouting, “Have mercy and say yeah!” when it comes to the future, when it comes to sustainability, when it comes to trying something new and when it comes to believing America still has what it takes to lead the world.
Over the last few weeks, a number of councils, commissioners and groups from here and there have signed letters or intent to sign letters to support the Saguache County permitted SolarReserve project. Their reasons are numerous, spanning from economic opportunity to drastically reducing agricultural water use to creating something sustainable and more. Their reasons could persuade the greater energy powers that be to grant the company the access to the transmission it needs to get going, to potentially lend to possibilities that could mitigate the world power crisis far beyond the Sangres and the San Juans.
Of course, just like democracy, the project isn’t going to satisfy across the board. During the course of its permitting, valid arguments against two skyscrapers filled with molten salt were served with a side of upset homeowners and wildlife friends. This is where the “mercy” part comes in, the upside to the blues.
One way to define mercy is “an event to be grateful for, especially because its occurrence prevents something unpleasant or provides relief from suffering.” In this case, mercy coupled with cooperation and maybe a touch of faith in man could certainly prevent something unpleasant and offer relief. It might not be today or even in a single lifetime, but it could enable the children and the grandchildren to live with security and inspiration from innovation, and the desire to “say yeah” while accepting an impermanent system and embracing the ability to adapt for the greater good of all mankind.
It would, however, be foolish to overlook the fact that “saying yeah” brought us to such interesting times.
Let’s just save that story for the tired musician singing the blues.