Oak Bay – the town of two tea parties. We all know the one, the sunny fun-fare in June. The other is the less sunny, indeed somewhat sinister twin to its American cousin.
Yes, Oak Bay has a watchdog group – self-appointed guardians of a fuzzy narcotic vision of what Oak Bay was, is and shall remain. It has traction – emboldened by gains at the recent municipal elections they now feel ready to spring from the closet and present their vision, or lack thereof, of how they will tackle (or not) the real challenges facing design and planning professionals who daily struggle with real issues like global warming, densification and affordability – you know, grown up talk.
They deploy the camera at council meeting as a simple tool of intimidation. The voters of Oak Bay may have overwhelmingly chosen the mayor and council to lead, but they, the Oak Bay Watch will shine the dead optic eye on their true hidden duplicities. They, the Oak Bay Watch, have nothing to give, nothing to add, only the propagation of fear, a shaky clenched fist, and a dry, wheezing croak ‘get off my lawn.’
Christian Foyd
Oak Bay
