Senses

Well, the town meeting went well last night...I spoke up against moving the Old Town Hall. So did about a kabillion other residents. The vitriol about the move was palpable, and I almost -- almost -- felt sorry for the young man representing the developers, who got largely flayed.

On the other hand, I lost no sleep over it. Stupid money-seeking heritage-destroying aesthetics-crushing soulless geeks.

Seems to me that the proposal was well and truly mutilated.