Math was never my strong suit. If nothing else I take comfort in the fact that I’m not alone in my aversion to both numbers and number crunching. But as fun as mass ignorance is, I remain cogniscent all the while that a mathematical mind isn’t without its benefits. For instance, you could quickly tip an excellent server, you could find hidden service charges, or you could even figure out how many jellybeans are in the jar at the fair. However, sometimes you don’t need to know math to know something is completely messed up. Case in point, the line up at our only (again, Extra Foods dosen’t count) grocery store. While some might be shocked to find lineups around the corner, it doesn’t take a math whiz to figure a town with over 16,000 mouths to feed needs more than one grocery store. Other interesting math problems would be to figure if patience could in fact, stretch the length of the freezer isle.
Besides measuring breaking points, math is also great for figuring out odds. Say, the odds of ever seeing the waterfront developed. While I believe that equation would be remarkably similar to the one calculating when pigs will fly, it doesn’t mean it’s impossible. Just look at the left field resurrection of Squamish’s cursed ski resort. As our entire town was completely absorbed with waterfront drama, here comes a definite local legend in hell-freezing-over odds. Yet here we are once again with the latest announcement from the boys in the back room leading us to believe that in fact hell has frozen over and we just might be able to ski it.
Not to dash hopes, but if this is your first time getting excited about our local Brohm Ridge ski hill don’t sharpen the sticks just yet. There are many in town for whom this news has come and gone many times. For years now ‘they’ have been trying to get that resort going. Heck, it started back when Brohm Ridge actually got snow.
Remember those days? It seems like so long ago that you could actually see snow on Diamond Head all year round. Now you’re lucky to have three months of white where it belongs. But this isn’t about mother nature, this is about money nature and the fat cash housing units them thar hills could generate. Fat cash of course being the only thing that could possibly get through the labyrinth of lawsuits. But, say what you want about our Provincial government, when there’s a chance for the rich to get richer, things get done. While half of me wants sustainable development and smart growth without highway sprawl, the other half is finding the rock ski’s and wondering how much a bike park pass would go for. The final equation will depend on how much of this is a golfing/condo land grab and whether we will actually get some turns in the winter and a bike park in the summer.
Let’s see, carry the one, add the four, ah, whatever… let it roll.