My bad neighbour is the Irving sawmill just down the road here.
Makes it impossible for a car guy to take his cars out without having them be filthy only 4 km from leaving the house.
They cross our road with a private road of their own for their off-road trucks to supply the mill.
They wet the road with a water tanker to keep dust down.
That creates mud that turns into more dust an hour later when it dries.
And even though they have the largest industrial size mechanical sweeper in the north of the province, they’re afraid to use it.
They have to sweep that mud off the road when it’s wet.
But it’s a hired contractor that operates the pay loaders that hook onto the sweeper.
If you stop by his shop when they’re in the yard, they make fun of you by asking who’s going to pay? Or they remind you that it’s a public road so it’s DTI’s responsibility.
If you politely press a little more, they smarten up just enough to tell you that those orders must come from the mill management who hires them.
Then you go to the mill, and some little shit of a “supervisor” asks you how you can tell it’s their mud?
Once in a while you run across one of the managers and you bring it up.
They haven’t a clue because all the other people complain about dust.
You’re the first to mention mud.
Before you lose your shit, you give him a quick lesson in chemistry and explain how dirt and water make mud, that once the mud dries it makes extreme amounts of dust as all the truck traffic passes by.
That we’re all complaining about the same damned thing, Moron!
But you bite your tongue for that last bit.
You try to explain that “The Mill” is not a good community member by behaving this way.
They are not a good neighbour or citizen.
That surely with all their resources, they can manage the mud from their operation on the road, so that the rest of the community can be less impacted.
Perhaps benefit from greater community support in return.
You give it a shot anyway.
So he explains that they have a “new” supervisor looking after the yard and that responsibility falls to that person.
But that he’ll have a talk with said imbecile.
That works the very next day and may give you a 48 hour reprieve, if your lucky.
But rest assured, by the end of the week it’s as if nothing had ever changed.
So you stop again by the contractor’s garage next time you see them in the yard and you try again.
It can’t get any worse, right?
They again play stupid, or should I say show you how stupid they are.
They don’t have to play.
They mention DTI again and to address complaints with the mill.
So some wonderful day, by sheer luck and coincidence you run into the local DTI road supervisor and recount the issue.
You are left dumbfounded when his reply is something to the affect of “ ...well, what do you want me to do, it’s Irving...?”
He’s partly right because the DTI dosen’t have a sweeper anywhere near the size or quality that that Irving contractor has, and Irving owns every politician, deputy minister and DTI engineer anyway.
The government is so afraid of Irving that Irving might as well be the provincial government.
You guys got me going on this one. ?
Can you tell it’s a soar point with me?
And now Irving has a plan to divert our road to take away our access to the TCH exit at the mill, making the exit strictly for the mill and its peripheral operations of pellet manufacturing, trucking and rail activity.
And we’re still going to have to cross paths with the off-road trucks.
No, they’re not touching that.
Costs too much and us hicks who live in rural areas are expendable.
And the coup de grace, the Provincial government is on the hook for the majority of the project because roads and highways is their jurisdiction.
