I'm sorry, Elizabeth Farrelly, I admire so much of what you write, but I find your whimsically optimistic second scenario utterly unconvincing. (It's time to choose, Sydney, 26 Nov)
Maybe, just maybe, your ideals might be realised if you were designing a new city from scratch - which is probably what we should be doing - but nothing I can see in the political climate of this state gIves grounds for hope that an additional two million people over the next twenty years will be anything other than disastrous.
Perhaps if you had a look at what they are doing to my suburb of Frenchs Wasteland, and understood the dishonest means by which it has been achieved, you would appreciate my pessimism.
Surely the Creativity that you espouse is more readily achievable when humanity has room to thrive within its natural environment.
There aren't too many ways available for venting one's anger or frustration at some of the things happening in the world around us. One such escape valve is the good old Letter to the Editor, even if only a small proportion of them gets published. It is often well-nigh impossible to keep the discussion short enough for the newspapers. So rather that have them expire in some Editor's Trash bin, we'll preserve them for posterity here. Inevitably, though, some nuances will be lost for those unfamiliar with the background or the letter or article to which we are responding. But each is undoubtedly a miniature literary masterpiece, though you may find the themes become somewhat repetitive.