[A shorter version of his essay was published in The OC Register and in The Hoover Digest (1999, No. 3]

 

Silverado Creek:
The Tragedy of the Commons Revisited

 

Tibor R. Machan*

 

George Orwell told us that "The first duty of intelligent men is the

restatement of the obvious." So perhaps in my aspiration to being

taken to be intelligent, I wish to restate, by way of a homely example,

the obvious fact that private property rights is good for the

environment. (Of course, although it was Professor Garrett Hardin who

wrote "The Tragedy of the Commons," back in 1963, he was restating a

point made 2500 years ago by Aristotle, thus assuring Hardin's own

qualifications as an intelligent person. Aristotle said, "That all

persons call the same thing mine in the sense in which each does so may

be a fine thing, but it is impracticable; or if the words are taken in

the other sense, such a unity in no way conduces to harmony. And there

is another objection to the proposal. For that which is common to the

greatest number has the least care bestowed upon it. Every one thinks

chiefly of his own, hardly at all of the common interest; and only when

he is himself concerned as an individual. For besides other

considerations, everybody is more inclined to neglect the duty which he

expects another to fulfill; as in families many attendants are often

less useful than a few." [Politics, 1262a30-37])

The gist of the thesis is, well, obvious: Private property is taken

better care of than public property. On average, that is. Public

beaches, roadsides, parks, lakes, rivers and oceans make this pretty

evident to any observant person. And so does "our" creek up in

Silverado Canyon.

This is my neighborhood. Every day I walk to the post office and

cross the bridge over Silverado Creek, a spot that should by all counts

be a wonderful feature of this generally funky community. The

neighborhood is eclectic and filled with a great variety of types and

kinds of people. I love living there -- except for this one thing: the

creek right around the bridge is a cesspool. Indeed, many of the

roads, owned, effectively, communally, show similar treatment by their

users. There is trash everywhere, at times just bits and pieces, at

others big huge chunks.

If, however, you take a peak into front or backyards you will find

that there is cleanliness galore. The private portions of much of the

neighborhood are a sight to behold. But the places that are public and

used repeatedly by the public just look awful.

As I walk to the post office nearly every day, I think about this. I

am thinking that perhaps I should buy myself some boots and get into

the creek at night and clean it up. I do, after all, pick up the trash

as I walk back with my mail under my arm, dumping the pickings into the

trash cans sprinkled alongside the road. Maybe it wouldn't be too much

for me to embark upon this public-spirited deed.

But the next thought I have is that all my efforts will be for naught.

In two days the creek will be as messy as it is now. The folks who

discard stuff there now will not stop doing so. It seems, they really

believe that here is an opportunity for them to save effort, time.

Just toss stuff where, as they appear to view matters, nobody cares if

there's a mess.

Because, let us face it, there are folks who don't mind living like

pigs. They are slobs. You may have seen this. Certainly our kids

often show such a proclivity, judging by their rooms. But there, at

least, mom and dad can run some interference. But some grow up never

to mature and then their homes will be pigsties.

Now that is lamentable but not tragic: it does not ordinarily have to

impact on the rest of us. The problem is that in public places one

person's litter becomes everyone's litter. Even if your best friend is

a slob, you need only put up with that for a little while you can

insist you meet at your own place, where everything is squeaky clean.

But this option does not exist in public places. Everyone must endure

the trash there since everyone makes use of what belongs to the public.

Moreover, such places are now increasing, what with environmentalists

insisting that more and more private property should be taken for

public use. So you can be sure that the littering, too, will increase.

 

Indeed, all the oil spills and other defilement of the environment

would be significantly restrained if private legal action would face

those who "do the dirty." But as it is a matter of public policy what

happens to those who damage public property, there is always the chance

that little will happen -- if, for example, a community has more

citizens who like the culprit (or are its employees). Politics changes

with the shift of voter sentiment. In one year environmentalism is all

the rage, in the next it isn't.

But the principle of private property can be left pretty much intact,

provided it amounts to a fundamental constitutional tenet of a

community. And that is just what the principle was headed for in the

United States of America.

In the US Constitution, the 5th Amendment treats private property

rights as fundamental, to be sacrificed only for a public purpose and

even then to be justly compensated. And a public purpose wasn't

supposed to be just anything that a bunch of folks screamed about. It

was to do with the pursuit of justice -- as when a court house had to

be built.

Today, however, small minorities that get out the vote, as well as

majorities, can undermine the legal protection of property rights.

What happens, then, is that the environment gets messier and messier.

Oh, here and there a sufficient constituency might exist to keep

public realms clean -- for a while. But in the long run, unless there

is a firmly established system of private property rights, the tragedy

of the commons will become widespread. Just as it is in the little

community of Silverado, where the creek keeps getting messier and

messier each day.

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PS: In July I saw that the creek had been cleaned up a bit and went in

to fetch a beer bottle that stood near the shoreline. I lost my

balance and fell in but escaped with just a few bruises. A few days

later I went back and notice that by then the mess had returned big

time. Such is the tragedy of the commons.

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*Tibor Machan lives in Silverado Creek and teaches at Chapman

University, Orange.

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