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The Hague For Grabs?

Do we really want to commercialize it?

The Hague used to be quite commercial, back when its shores were lined with businesses that catered to the seagoing yachts that pulled into it for harbor. But the construction of the low Brambleton Bridge, which greatly limited the size of vessels that could enter The Hague, put an end to all that.

Since then, The Hague has served as a peaceful setting for anyone wanting to walk or jog along its quiet banks. But that could change, too.

 

Watch your step on a slippery slope.

A while back a business renting tiny radio-controlled sailboats opened up on The Hague. This idyllic enterprise seemed harmless enough, since its days and hours of operation were limited and it had no building or other permanent presence on the banks of The Hague. But if this business was allowed there, in all fairness, why not others?

Where to draw the line? There's talk of allowing kayak and canoe rentals, too — but better than jet skis, right? So if such recreational endeavours as these are allowed, what next? Why not fishing and crabbing, too? How about hamburger and hotdog and fried chicken stands to cater to all the hungry customers? And bait stands! In fact, whoever's selling the chicken wings could service both the fishers and the crabs. Oh, and how about love lock kiosks for those who seem unable to think of any better way to express their love than to lock a padlock to something?

See where all this is going? Progress? Or just the mindless American obsession with making a buck outta anything and everything?

 

Now for the Big Bucks!

A brewery on the banks of The Hague?

"...the church could serve 200 people in the tasting room on the first floor, with the second floor set aside for a 40-person event space. The plan includes 13 parking lot spaces with 18 more on the street."

BEST CASE SCENARIO:  More noise, more traffic, less parking.

WORST CASE:  Drunk drivers cruising the hood, the occasional drunk having to be fished from The Hague, plus everything else associated with drunkenness — er, "beer appreciation." After all, isn't all that "tasting" really about just getting an alcohol buzz?

We could always rename the hood Pottersville.

 

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