by Guy Lerner
I live in a little sleeper town in Australia called Sydney. At least, that’s what it was a few short decades ago. Today it’s considered one of the world’s fastest-growing conglomerations of human wealth.
The transformation, for most Sydneysiders, has been remarkable, but then again, they only need look at themselves to know how they got their city in this big old mess in the first place. Like rabid dogs to a helpless rabbit, they’ve attacked the precious foreshores of their famous harbor with such vigor that the fact that anything is left at all for Joe Public to enjoy is a small miracle in itself.