Even if a developer were able to pay off the Nimbys, a development might not go ahead: the council might decide that a lovely view or bosky wood was worth preserving for the wider community.
It would seem to me that most of those who energetically campaign against the planting of wind farms in their bosky vales do so not out of a profound appreciation of the dew-jewelled web of life, but merely as spectators who wish the show that they've paid admission for to go as advertised.