Planes, Trains, and Conspiracy Theories Loudoun County's Fight Over Metro's Silver Line.

Loudon Proud: The proposed Silver Line extension has a culture war brewing in the District’s Virginia exurbs.
Photograph by Darrow Montgomery

On the evening of June 4, a stout, impish man wearing an orange polo and a Viking helmet steps up to the mic at the Loudoun County government center in Leesburg, Va. “Hi, my name is Bob Costantino,” he tells a packed house. “I brought this prop today, which is a Viking helmet. The Vikings, during their time, were known for pillage, they were known for plunder, and they were known for thievery. And it’s my contention that the Metro Silver Line Phase Two in the context of Loudoun County is virtual highway robbery.”

Pillage and plunder weren’t the only medieval torments a proposed extension of Metro’s Silver Line would unleash on the county. “You’ve got a crazy circumstance in which the general public is going to get raped or not get raped,” anti-rail County Supervisor Eugene Delgaudio tells me. “Those are their options tonight.” When the meeting finally ended, public transit might as well have been Leif Ericson’s longboat, preparing to savage Northern Virginia’s remaining countryside.

By July 4, Loudoun County’s nine-member board of supervisors must decide whether to opt out of their $270 million contribution to the $6 billion project to run the line to Dulles International Airport and beyond (plus an estimated $10 million a year in annual maintenance starting in 2016). The Silver Line, now under construction, will run from East Falls Church, on the Orange Line, to wherever Loudoun’s government decides to let it end. If the county backs out, Metro will abandon the two Loudoun stations beyond Dulles, and likely delay the construction of the airport stop (paid for by the Metropolitan Washington Airport Authority) for up to two years. Supporters say that could kill the Dulles stop altogether, due to the logistical problems that would come with having a Metro terminus at an airport. The first portion of the line is due to open in 2013, $150 million over its original $2.8 billion budget. The second phase would open in 2018.

For Northern Virginia suburbanites facing “America’s worst commute” and D.C. folk who would ride a Chinatown bus to Europe to avoid flying from Dulles, the Silver Line extension is a no-brainer. But Loudoun County is split down the middle. Its fast-developing, suburban east wants the commercial growth and quick commute that come with Metro. The fiscally conservative rural west, which wouldn’t get much use out of a couple of Dulles-area Metro stops, fears the project will raise its taxes for decades to come. A likely 5–4 vote—it’s unclear which way—suggests that the all-Republican Board of Supervisors is no less conflicted.

Ordinarily, the internal agonies of an exurban county might not matter much to the rest of the D.C. area—except in this case, the agonies are over how much Loudoun wants to belong to the region. The Metro debate isn’t just a battle over public transit: It’s over whether Loudoun will cling to a hazy yeoman ideal, or jump headlong into a government contracting-driven boom that’s already made the county the richest in the nation (along with four other nearby suburbs that are in the top 10).

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Unfortunately for those of us who wouldn’t mind taking the subway to the airport or seeing the D.C. area’s transportation infrastructure grow along with its population, that question—to join with the region, or not—is making Loudoun County freak out.


Loudoun (pronunciation: LOUD-un) has always been divided east-west—or, “lower-upper”—says mapmaker and unofficial county historian Eugene Scheel. Until the second half of the 20th century, virtually no one lived in the fallow, useless lower part of the county, where Dulles sits. Upper Loudoun, meanwhile, was lush farmland, populated by “patrician landowners” and “dirt farmers with small tracts.” When Dulles was first proposed in the late 1950s, the county supervisors, all but one of whom were Upper Loudoun farmers, voted 5–1 against. “The upper part of the county has always been pretty insular,” Scheel told me. “Anything coming from Washington or the U.S. government was looked at with strong distrust.”

The geographical divide became more palpable in the early 1980s, when Washington started spreading its tentacles into eastern Loudoun. Buoyed by the defense industry, the federal government had ballooned, and its army of contractors needed somewhere to live. Loudoun proved ideal: Taxes were lower there than in neighboring Fairfax and Arlington, and the climate was better. Finally, as Scheel put it, “people came out because they thought that D.C. and some of its suburbs were being taken over by African-Americans.” (Lily-white Loudoun only integrated its public school system in 1969.)

Fueled by government growth, then by high-tech jobs, Loudoun’s population multiplied at a blistering pace, from 58,000 in 1980 to 317,000 in 2010. (Among the new neighbors: Rick Santorum and Madeleine Albright.) From sprawling shopping strips and prefab suburban communities in the east, to lonely McXanadus in the west, much of the county’s rural character has now been paved over. In the last half-century, 400 dairy farms have dwindled to one, and fermented grapes have become the region’s preferred crop.

One reason for all that? The development-happy county government. In 2004, according to Washington Post coverage, Republican Supervisor Bruce Tulloch convinced the county to buy $13.5 million in land from an Islamic high school; his political mentor, a former county supervisor, earned a commission. A year later, the Post reported, board chairman and developer Randy Minchew (now a Republican state delegate) wanted a Ritz-Carlton in the county, so he told his colleagues on the board to grant a zoning exemption with “as little discussion as possible.” By 2007, the FBI was investigating the board for public corruption, and slow-growth Democrats took over.

Last November, the GOP came back. Thanks to Tea Party anger and more than $200,000 in donations from the real estate industry, Republicans swept all nine seats on the board. Since taking office, they have killed a volunteer program to clean up illegal road signs typically planted by realtors; refused to sign the previous board’s ethics pledge, which would have forced them to refuse campaign contributions from anyone with a development proposal before the board; and created a “government reform commission” comprised of campaign donors and political allies.

Despite Loudoun’s periodic real-estate frenzies, the west remains mostly untouched. Hundreds of area farmers gave up their land when developers showed up at their doorsteps with can’t-refuse offers. But for now, most land west of Leesburg is still zoned to mandate low-density development.

Left-leaning Independent Jim Burton, a “slow-growth” county supervisor who lost his seat in November after four terms, thinks the new board will try to change that. “We saw over the past 16 years a rural, peaceful, quiet county suddenly become a suburbanized county—at least in the eastern half,” Burton tells me. “My worry is they will probably open [the west] to suburban-type densities.”

Those same tensions define the debate over Metro, where the split is less ideological than it is geographic. Indeed, because so many allies of the Board of Supervisors oppose Metro, an ordinarily easy decision to promote development has become politically treacherous. Metro opponents range from staunchly progressive to severely conservative, as Mitt Romney might put it. The same goes for the other side, with smart-growth progressives and Chamber of Commerce Republicans joining forces. Virginia’s most powerful Republican politicians are also divided: Governor Bob McDonnell is in favor; Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli is against.

The arguments for rail are fairly straightforward: Young people and commuters want easier access to the city; businesses want to attract customers. “The essence is that the economy with Metrorail…will be quite different than the economy without it,” forecasts ubiquitous George Mason University economist Stephen Fuller. “The difference adds up to be $272.6 billion over 30 years.” The Loudoun Chamber of Commerce is pushing hard for the line.

On the other side, some Loudouners, including Sterling Supervisor Delgaudio, harbor a hatred of public transit that defies geographical allegiance. But for the most part, arguments against the Silver Line are paeans to the county’s rural character, cloaked in the language of fiscal responsibility.

Hamilton home builder Dave LaRock, who organizes the county’s opt-out group and shuttles his giant Tax Pig from protest to protest on a flat-bed truck, estimates that Metro will increase the average household tax burden by $300 to $500 per year. But he’s not in this fight because of the money. “I probably do agree with libertarians for 85 percent of this, but I’m really more driven by my moral compass,” says LaRock, 55. “Lots more business activity does not improve the standard of living for anybody. Growth doesn’t equal progress.”

Here, LaRock agrees with his former supervisor Jim Burton, whom he never would have dreamed of voting for. “Do we have to continue to expand and expand at rapid rates?” Burton asks plaintively. “What’s wrong with a stable economy, a stable population in the county? What’s wrong with that?”


One could argue that Purcellville, Va.’s been heading in the wrong direction ever since dairy farmer Harvey Ball got sick of making his deliveries on a dirt road. In the 1930s, his granddaughter Mary tells me, a fed-up Harvey gathered his friends together, collected donations, and paved Loudoun’s very first road with his own two hands. “Everybody wanted to be able to get their milk into town,” she explains.

Loudoun County’s Other Scourge: Lyme Disease?

By Simon van Zuylen-Wood

In her 2008 book God’s Harvard: A Christian College on a Mission to Save America, Hanna Rosin depicted the ascendancy of a new puritanical elite, incubated at Purcellville’s own Patrick Henry College. Founded in 2000, PHC spent the George W. Bush years funneling its homeschooled, 1600 SAT-scoring, moot-court champion students to the upper reaches of the administration. With Bush out of office, founder and Chancellor Michael Farris has shifted his focus to Loudoun County.

Whispers about Farris’ influence conjure up images of a shady political puppet master. Sam and Uta Brown, whose Crooked Run Orchard is kitty corner to PHC, think he has something to do with the proposed construction of a new hotel in downtown Purcellville. But no one seems quite sure, or is willing to say, how much sway he has. “I want to be very careful,” former County Supervisor Jim Burton tells me. “He’s an interesting character who sues. He sues a lot of people. I’m not going to say anything other than: Patrick Henry has become a dominant force in Purcellville.” (Farris is also general counsel for the Home School Legal Defense Association, which sometimes sues on behalf of homeschoolers who don’t want to be bound by the regulations by which public schools abide.)

In one area, though, Farris’ influence is apparent. This spring, he’s spurred a bizarre countywide crusade against Lyme disease that appears to fly in the face of scientific fact. (See the blog Real Loudoun for comprehensive coverage.) Farris, who says his wife and seven of his 10 children all have the disease, got Virginia Gov. Bob McDonnell to let him create and chair a statewide Lyme commission, which earlier this year published its first report. (“As you know, I’m a friend of the governor, and so, it’s not surprising that I would get that call,” Farris says.)

“The CDC uses very constrained criteria to define a case of Lyme disease,” Farris says. “They will say that for example, there are somewhere around 35 cases per 100,000 in Loudoun county. The reality is one out of six people.” Asked for his methodology, Farris said he surveyed 250 people on his company’s health plan.

In response to Farris’ findings, Loudoun County recently embarked on a vigorous Lyme eradication program, spending more than $20,000 to blanket nine of the county’s public parks with a powerful bug spray. The Loudoun Beekeepers Association, among other groups, is incensed. “It’ll kill honeybees. It’ll kill ants and mites,” says LBA President Frank Ludlow. “My son is an Eagle Scout. We’ve gone on how many camping trips. No Boy Scout decides they’re going to spray the campground. You don’t bring a mongoose out because there’s a snake.”

Farris, who calls himself “Dr.” even though he only holds a law degree, stands by his cause. “There’s a huge public health crisis that’s going on,” Farris says. “The amount of money spent by [Virginia’s] health department on AIDS…is $1 million. The amount spent on Lyme disease is under $50,000. That seems a little bit out of whack. People are dying because of Lyme disease.”

Most Farris-approved ventures summon distrust among his neighbors in western Loudoun. But at least regarding Metro, Farris is in their camp—albeit for slightly different reasons. “When I ran for Lieutenant Governor [in 2003], where did I lose? Densely populated. Where did I win? Rural,” Farris says. “I don’t want a lot of growth. I don’t like the lifestyle it brings, the politics it brings.” The Silver Line extension, Farris contends, is the “best way to turn Loudoun into a permanent Democratic stronghold.”

It’s Memorial Day weekend, and Mary Ball and I are surveying overpriced Swiss chard at a farmers market in Hillsboro, a tiny hamlet outside Purcellville. (At 8,000 people, Purcellville is what passes for the big city in the county’s west.) A bluegrass band yelps cheerfully behind us. Ball, a 57-year old former country music DJ, slaps bugs as we talk. “Organic producers, that’s a big thing that’s taken shape in Loudoun,” Mary says. “Little boutique farms have cropped up. But nothing like they used to be.”

I’ve driven from D.C. to tap Mary’s institutional memory: The Balls moved to Loudoun around 1730, “just after the Treaty of Albany.” Now accustomed to Loudoun’s rapid growth, Mary sighs, she’s “sort of exhausted about feeling sentimental about how the county’s changed.” Still, she’s happy to kvetch a little with the market’s vendors.

“On average what you want to see is controlled growth,” says an organic coffee vendor, who, because of his weekday job as a government contractor, refused to be quoted by name. “You want modern conveniences and everything…I like Harris Teeter. But you move to a certain area, and you move there for a reason.”

But with that, he’s alluded to his own complicity in the problem—he’s a “come-here,” as Eugene Scheel would say. Without people like him, there’d be no out-of-control growth in the first place. “He’s a perfect example” of the population boom, Mary says, turning to me. “I don’t mean that as a slam. I just mean that’s because the government’s gotten big.”

And he’s pro-Harris Teeter.

The Purcellville Harris Teeter held its grand opening late last month, making it the third grocery store on downtown’s Main Street. To build the store, Mary wails, the town “tore down the Cole Farm, this beautiful old farm, they ripped it all apart!” A developer bought the colonial farm in 2005, then the town rezoned it as commercial land, under the expectation that it would force Harris Teeter to preserve and incorporate the farm’s barn into its design. Instead, one morning, the store’s developer began bulldozing the whole thing. Much of the barn was destroyed before a group of angry citizens got the town to intervene. (Town officials claim it was an accident.)

The Cole Farm affair is the sort of thing that causes Mary Ball, Jim Burton, and others to call the town government the “Purcellville Mafia.” “The farm is not in keeping with Mayor [Bob] Lazaro’s movie-set vision of what he wants Purcellville to be,” Mary says. “Tear the old stuff down and then put back stuff that looks old.” The Harris Teeter was modeled to look like a farm, and Lazaro is paving the way for a downtown boutique hotel, where the owners of the 98-year-old Nichols Hardware store fear heavy construction will drive away customers.

But another battle now consumes Purcellville. Lazaro is in the process of building a second major thoroughfare meant to reduce traffic congestion on Main Street, which would grant easy access to Harris Teeter and the evangelical Patrick Henry College—“God’s Harvard”—adjacent to it. To build the road, Lazaro has seized land from another historic farm, this one owned by two of his fiercest opponents, Sam and Uta Brown.

Sam Brown’s family has owned the 95-acre Crooked Run Orchard for 250 years. It announces itself with a tree-obscured shack opposite East Main Street from the Harris Teeter and a little wooden sign. There’s nothing in the shack except a jar full of money (run on the honor system), a guest log, and a glass refrigerator full of asparagus. “Hairy Titters across the street will never give this kind of satisfaction,” one log entry reads.

In the 1970s, the Browns owned 5,000 chickens and sold eggs off their back porch. As large-scale farming became less profitable, they converted Crooked Run into a pick-your-own organic orchard. Now, a year after the town seized seven acres of the farm to build its Southern Collector Road, they’re worried about staying in business.

The lost property was seized in a “quick-take” that prevented the Browns from challenging the move or negotiating a price for the land. As a result, Sam, 64, can’t directly access the back 45 acres of the farm. “They completely blocked us off,” says Uta, 67, shaking a bunch of asparagus. Now, she says, Sam will have to drive through town with his tractor to get there, which could ruin his tires. “When this road goes through,” Uta says, “they’re going to develop it like they’re going to develop every road in Loudoun County”

Eminent domain seizures aren’t illegal as long as they’re done in the public interest. Lazaro claims Main Street is too clogged, and that the town needs another major drag. The Browns, who recently filed an injunction to claim more than the $432,000 they’re being paid, think this is just another sweetheart deal for developers. For that matter, that’s largely how much of the west sees the Metro project: an expensive, taxpayer-funded way for real estate interests to cash in on the county.


The Sunday before Memorial Day, a colleague invites to me to a barbecue at her parents’ house in tony Potomac Falls, in the eastern part of the county. More specifically, they live in Countryside, a 1970s-era planned development replete with artificial ponds and sculpted nature paths.

While chowing down on hot dogs and macaroni salad, I join a group of Countryside dwellers in their 50s and 60s trading war stories about their commutes on the back porch. “I was supposed to have a meeting at HUD at 11:30 on Thursday,” says 60-year-old high-tech contractor John Geiger, a Countryside resident since 1985. “We left the office at 10 after 10. So that’s an hour and 20 minutes. Should have been plenty of time. There had been a bad accident on the toll road eastbound, near Wolf Trap...” Geiger eventually turned around and headed home.

The partygoers moved to Loudoun County for the same reason anybody moves to the suburbs: good schools, safe neighborhoods, open space. And though growth has brought Obama supporters to the county (Loudoun went blue in 2008 for the first time since 1964), suburbia’s more-or-less unified support for the Silver Line extension derives not from any love of smart growth or massive public infrastructure projects, but from convenience’s sake. What the Countryside crowd didn’t bargain for when they moved there was a group of unruly rural neighbors who don’t want inclusion in the greater D.C. area—and who think the Countrysiders are just as bad as the grimy city folk they themselves came out here to escape.

“Those suckers are getting ready to kibosh the whole thing!” says a businessman in a red polo. Spiked punch is flowing. “At some point, the federal government is going to say, ‘Look, you assholes out in Loudoun, we are a mile and a half from connecting Washington, D.C., to the airport.’”

Though they’re incredulous about the boneheadedness of the “hinterlands,” as one partygoer puts it, they seem unwilling to consider the reason the west feels so threatened. “I mean, there is this dichotomy that the bulk of the development has been in the east and most of the west has been rural,” Geiger says. “But I’d like to see the west reasonably preserved, too! I like driving my car out there to the wineries.” Like the coffee vendor at the farmers market, the Madras-and-loafers set doesn’t quite grasp its own complicity in the divide.

In large part, that’s because they genuinely enjoy the perks that come with growth. “I love this area,” says 28-year-old Cameron Hidalgo, who came to the barbecue with his government-employee stepfather. “I’m enjoying the development. We’ve got some of the fastest Internet speeds in the country out there.”

If anything, you could argue Eastern Loudoun needs more commercial growth to expand its tax base; as it stands, the county can’t quite afford the population boom it’s undergoing. As party host and public school teacher Cindy Black attests, classrooms are overcrowded, teacher salaries have been frozen for four years, and the new county board is cutting education spending.

Still, the Countryside folks—almost all of whom work or contract for the federal government—don’t seem to follow local politics too closely. Without bitter zoning debates to fret over, their suburban ennui takes on the shape of a seedy John Updike scenario. Just as I’m shaking hands and getting ready to leave the barbecue, Hannah Williamson, a 20-year-old James Madison University student, mentions a regular Loudoun County “swingers party.” A couple of the older women nod knowingly, swilling their drinks. Rumor has it, several frisky neighborhood couples plant white limestone rocks outside their homes, a cue for others to drop their spare keys in the mail slots. Then, one Saturday a month, Loudoun’s swingers meet up at Clyde’s restaurant in Ashburn, where they exchange keys and spouses.


Outside the hearing where the Viking warnings would be unleashed, it feels like a high-school pep rally. On one side of the plaza are several dozen young Metrorail advocates in green “Loudoun Rail Now!” T-shirts, surrounded by suited businessfolk from the Loudoun Chamber of Commerce. They’ve brought pizza and yoyos for the crowd. “What do we want? Metro! When do we want it? Now!”

Thirty yards away stand their opponents: Fifteen rag-tag “Loudoun Opt-Out” advocates, blaring The Black Eyed Peas and “Eye of the Tiger.” At the opt-out table I run into John Grigsby, whom I had met the previous weekend in Hillsboro after noticing the “Don’t Tax Me For Metro” sign on his front lawn. Grigsby, a 49-year-old Ron Paul supporter who works in I.T. and home-schools his children, is yelling at prorail Supervisor Shawn Williams.

“The math doesn’t work, Shawn! The math doesn’t work. Let the private sector do it. Opt out, Shawn.” Grigsby turns to me, scoping out the opposition. “I think a lot of them are either union employees or other kind of paid help,” he says, conspiratorially. “It looks like your typical kind of Astroturf thing. These people do not look like anyone I’ve ever seen at a public meeting.”

Up against carpetbaggers or not, Grigsby’s faction needs all the help it can get. After the first dozen speakers oppose Metro, the momentum shifts, and the yeas begin to overwhelm the nays. “We can’t keep pretending that there’s not a major metropolitan area 25 miles down the road,” says Charles Frownfelter, who’s lived in Loudoun 23 years. “That we live in this rural wonderful place.”

To stem the tide, Dave LaRock, his wife Joanne, and their four kids effectively skirt the two-minute-per-speaker time limit, tag-teaming through speeches full of dense anti-Metro data from a Cato Institute study arguing against the Silver Line extension for fiscal reasons. But the LaRocks, kids and all, remain in the minority. By the end of the four-hour session, near 11 p.m., an unofficial tally has Metro proponents leading, 70–30.

Later, I catch up with a discouraged Grigsby. “Everyone’s for something if it’s free. I mean, if you say, ‘Jaguars for everyone,’ yeah, man, I’m for one of those,” he says. “Honestly, the vast majority of [people] don’t know about this issue...they don’t know anything about the financing.”

Grigsby’s on an email chain with LaRock and a few libertarian rail wonks. He defers to them on specifics about the project’s projected tax burden, but isn’t shy when talking about the emotional stakes. “We don’t like seeing little people screwed by big people,” he says. “I’m sorry I’m not more poetic here. That’s the way I see it, and that’s what’s going on here.”


Talking to opponents of the project, it seems as if they’re up against a vast conspiracy, tying in construction firms, real estate developers, academics, even the local press.

And actually, that’s basically true, except it’s all pretty much in the open. The county’s business interests are united behind the Metro extension. Local builder Comstock has already put up a mixed-use development called Loudoun Station that surrounds one of the proposed Silver Line stop sites. GMU’s Fuller, whom Grigsby calls “the academic prostitute for rent-seeking developers in Northern Virginia,” wrote a study on the proposal; around the same time, the George Mason University Foundation got a $15,000 grant from the Claude Moore Foundation, which is currently selling off a large parcel of land near the proposed Metro stations to developers.

(The opt-out folks do have at least one heavy hitter on their team: The Koch brothers’ Americans for Prosperity has inundated Loudoun with anti-rail robocalls for the better part of the last month. Conservative opposition has already killed a provision that would have encouraged union labor on the line’s construction.)

Among the pro-Metro big shots, none holds more sway than Bill Dean, CEO of Loudoun-based construction giant M.C. Dean. Dean’s already got a $50 million contract sitting on the first section of the Silver Line, which extends from East Falls Church to Reston, and he hopes for an even bigger deal on the second phase.

During last fall’s elections, Dean and his company were the single largest donors to Loudoun County candidates. Dean is also a part-time owner and board member of the county’s main newspaper, the Loudoun Times-Mirror, which is pro-Metro. Understandable concerns about conflicts of interest were aggravated a couple weeks ago when Dean wrote a pro-Metro, anti-PLA op-ed that identified neither his stake in the paper nor his interests in the project. (“Just Change The Name To The Bill Dean Times Already!” read an entry from the right-leaning local blog Too Conservative.)

On the phone a week after the hearing, I ask him about the episode. “People know I’m on the board of that paper,” he says, suggesting it was too obvious to run a disclaimer. “I’m the largest private employer in the county—its not like we’re unknown.”

Besides, as an ambassador for the county, Dean sees no real conflict of interest: The success of the paper, the county, and his business are all wrapped up into one.

“Everybody cries about corporate interests,” Dean says. “The reality of it is, there’s 100 different environmental groups, you’ve got labor groups...For some reason a corporation has somehow become a pejorative. At the end of the day, it’s important that corporations be able to speak politically.”

Indeed, Dean has used the paper to speak up for Metro, so Loudoun can be more than “a bedroom community to Fairfax.” And if the vote goes Metro’s way, it’ll probably be due to support from Dean, and other power players.

Still, it doesn’t sound like Dean wants Loudoun to change too radically. “It’s an interesting place,” he tells me. “You should go out one night and have a drink at Clyde’s. It’s very different from D.C.”

So I’ve heard.

Photo Slideshow: Planes, Trains, and Conspiracy Therories by Darrow Montgomery

Our Readers Say

Why is the publishing date June 29th? It is still June 28th!
This is very good reporting and much better than anything you see in Loudoun's newspapers.
I am very impressed by the thoroughness and balance that the author gave this article. I have lived in Reston for many years and this town was built on what used to be a rural area. I enjoy access to DC as well as access to the beautiful areas of Loudoun County where I have frequently driven both by car and bicycle (although, with some frequency, on bicycle I have been intimidated by some drivers there who seem to believe that bike riders are the scum of the earth). I respect the folks who don't want change even though I don't agree since there are practical ways to control growth without stopping it. Of course, this won't happen if those in control don't believe that government should be involved in anything.

Even now, though,the people of Loudoun County need services, such as teachers, and new schools. The county budget can't keep up even though Loudoun is the wealthiest county in the country. It's like the national debate where the Democrats want to tax the upper one percent and the Republicans want that group to earn as much money as possible so that it will eventually trickle down for everybody's benefit. In Loudoun, they want to keep taxes low and not pay for services because, after all, people who have children always have the option to send their kids to private or parochial schools. They don't want to have development, which would increase the tax base and allow the county to provide sufficient public servics because they don't want the outside scum to find out and move there. I guess they've figured out some way to keep down the birth rate there as China has succeeded in doing to slow down internal growth. It's amazing what an oligarchy can do to keep out people that they don't like. Maybe someday, as the current population ages, they won't need schools or teachers.

Maybe a solution to the Metrorail issue would be to ban cars from Loudoun from using commuter lots for the Metro system in Fairfax County. They can pay the daily parking fees at Dulles if they want, but I don't want extra traffic from Loudoun in my neighborhood because some people still living in the 18th century are preserving their xanadus (as the article describes their living accommodations) at my expense.
Gee wiz, Loudoun County sounds like a far more interesting place to live than DC. You had me at "the shape of a seedy John Updike scenario." (Wonderful writing. So many nice, vivid touches.)

And then there's this:

>Thanks to Tea Party anger and more than $200,000 in donations from the real estate industry, Republicans swept all nine seats on the board. Since taking office, they have killed a volunteer program to clean up illegal road signs ..<

Wow. I didn't know the Tea Party was in bed with the real estate interest and the illegal road sign interests.

We need to make it harder for Loudoun County residents to make it into DC, so I'm definitely against the Metro extension.

The idea that white rocks advertising swingers parties might start appearing in our DC neighborhoods along with trashy real estate signs, is too just too much to wrap my mind around. We need to keep this stuff in the classifieds where it belongs.

I can definitely sympathize with the people in Upper Loudoun. The San Francisco Bay Area had a similar problem back in the 1970s and really only one county, Marin, escaped with minimal sprawl damage. It did this, though, by choking off transportation links to San Francisco.

Loudoun, if it wants to preserve its rural character, needs to enshrine its growth boundaries in law and create an agricultural land trust. To take Marin's example further, Loudoun should make buildable land the exception rather than the rule. Create development pockets around existing town centers, park and rides, and Metro stops but severely limit development elsewhere.

Without radical steps, Loudoun likely will end up as faceless sprawl. The only way to stop a growth machine is grassroots, but you have to go all the way or no way at all. Kill Metro, sure, but kill new freeways and arterials while you're at it.
Re: the side story. I had a summer job in Loudoun a few years back and a few of my co-workers got Lyme. Also, the Lyme documentary Under Our Skin had just come out and altogether it was pretty unnerving. I hope someone's taking Lyme seriously and spending the money on research. There doesn't even seem to be a reliable means of diagnosis, let alone treatment, let alone a cure.
Wow,
I wish Loudoun County papers would cover our local issues in this sort of detail. I look forward to more ..... there's certainly no shortage of topics in "LoCo"
This is a well-reported and expertly written article--congrats.
We are having this same debate down here in Atlanta. The truth of the matter the area has grown so much that it requires investment to keep up. In order fore there to be investment, the county has to take in revenues, i.e. more taxes. The demographics of Loudon are changing so rapidly from what it used to be. I can understand why there is such resentment on the side of rural Loudon county. However, one thing that is constant is change. You can either roll woth it or let roll right over you. Either way change will not stop.
Huge kudos to Simon, this is the most accurate snapshot of the County I've ever read. We arrived in little Hillsboro 25 years ago to renovate a decrepit residence in the heart of the country. My how things have changed. What I love most: the wine industry, which preserves both open lands and the value of our homes. What I hate the most: the loss of true news reporting and the value of local politicians.

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