Sacrificing the desert for nothing

Clustered nearby are hangar-sized assembly buildings, looming berms of sand and a chain mail of fencing that will enclose more than 3,500 acres of public land. Moorings for 173,500 mirrors — each the size of a garage door — are spiked into the desert floor. Before the end of the year, they will become six square miles of gleaming reflectors, sweeping from Interstate 15 to the Clark Mountains along California’s eastern border.

Was it inevitable a state so large, so influential and so wealthy as California would someday become unmanageable and poorly functioning?  A state so rich and prosperous with abundant natural resources, superior institutions of higher learning and incredible diversity fail so miserably when it came to making decisions balancing the needs of its people and the environment?  That a state that showed the country and the world the means to economically protect their watershed, preserve their shorelines and clean their air could so callously disregard native plants, unique wildlife and unfettered open spaces?  That residents so talented, creative and innovative could reach a tragic trade-off where nothing useful is gained but something precious is irretrievably lost?  Is it possible groups that I admired and supported for decades have aided, abetted and hastened the destruction of the last great undisturbed habitat in California?  It is sadly the case and indeed a sad day as we have meekly surrendered the irreplaceable for nonsense:  Sacrificing the desert to save the Earth