"Of all the questions which can come before this nation, short of the actual preservation of its existence in a great war, there is none which compares in importance with the great central task of leaving this land even a better land for our descendants than it is for us."
— Teddy Roosevelt
Friday morning, Mark Dayton arrived at a Brooklyn Park hotel with a message only he and a handful of others knew he would deliver. The former state auditor, U.S. senator and now Minnesota's 40th governor who is in his second term, Dayton would give the opening remarks at the annual Department of Natural Resources roundtable, or stakeholders meeting, an event that drew some 300 conservationists.
Burdensome as these appearances might be, they are among the responsibilities of the state's chief executive, and over time, they must resemble one another, one crowd similar to the next and the next, each wanting to validate their special concerns with the governor's presence. So it goes with the job.
Not gregarious by nature, arguably even shy, Dayton nonetheless seems at ease among outdoors types. As a kid he fished on Lake Vermilion, where his family had a cabin, so he knows the north country as something other than the politically important "Eighth District.'' Also when young, he shouldered a shotgun while keeping an eye peeled to the autumn sky for ducks. He also chased pheasants and fished on Long Lake, just west of the metro, where he grew up. Don't misunderstand: This isn't Grizzly Adams in the governor's residence. But from firsthand experience, Dayton appreciates that Minnesotans in many cases don't so much live among the state's forests, prairies, bluffs, lakes and rivers, as they are a part of them, inseparable. And to some degree so is he.
So it was Friday when Dayton stepped to the lectern, he was comfortable enough with the audience that he could have winged it. These are only opening remarks, after all; a prelude to daylong meetings. A joke here (and Dayton knows a few) and a self-deprecating comment there, followed by a blessing, of sorts, of those in attendance, and he could have been back at the home place in a relative heartbeat, his German shepherds at his side and a Friday afternoon to kick back.
But as the audience stood and clapped to welcome Dayton — and they did stand, spontaneously — he spread before him the speech he had brought, beginning as he usually does in these circumstances by acknowledging that more Minnesotans care more about who the DNR commissioner is than who the governor is, and that he has resigned himself to his second-place status in this regard. Grand theater, this, and it plays well.
But Dayton wasn't acting when he got to the heart of what he wanted to say. His audience, understand, and similar conservation-minded audiences dating almost to statehood, was quite accustomed to being offered platitudes and little more by state leaders; essentially vague empty promises to "clean up state waters,'' "restore prairies,'' "protect forest fragmentation'' or "stop wetland drainage.'' That none of this actually happens, or very little of it, is borne like a heavy yoke on the shoulders of these conservationists, and a heavier yoke still was not unexpected as the current governor warmed through one paragraph of his presentation, then another and another.