Showing posts with label suburbia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suburbia. Show all posts

Monday, October 08, 2007

Kunstler: Grass Roots Syndrome


From Kunstler.com:

Because I wrote a couple of books about the design of cities (and the shortcomings of suburbia), a lot of blather comes my way about what towns around the nation are planning for the future -- and, off course, I hear plenty on the subject in my own town, Saratoga Springs, New York, which is a classic "main street" type town. I also happen to travel a lot and actually see what's going on far from home. Almost everything I see and hear is inconsistent with what I think reality has in store for us.

Obsessed with Parking

Most American towns, including my own, are obsessed to the point of mania with the issue of parking and more generally the management of cars, and much of their spending is directed to those ends. Municipal leaders (and the public they serve) have no idea what kind of problems the nation faces with oil. Because life in the USA has worked a particular way all their lives, they assume that it will continue to operate that way. Not only will they be disappointed as happy motoring spirals into history, but they will create a lot mischief in the meantime in planning things based on faulty assumptions.

Tourism

My own town, for instance, relies heavily on tourism, in particular tourism based on happy motoring. There is not the slightest apprehension among the people here, or our leaders in city hall, that automobile-based tourism may not be happening as soon as five years from now.

All our political energy is being expended in fighting about what kind of parking structures we will build (with borrowed money) and where to put them, and how these things might incorporate some secondary uses, such as police offices. We have also been debating plans for the expansion of our modest convention center -- in connection with added parking structures. It seems to me that one of the first things to go as the US economy contracts, along with its energy supply, will be activities like boat shows and optometrist's conventions.

Connect the Dots

Now this town happens to be on a railroad line that connects New York City to Montreal. Before 1950, it was the main way that people came to this town. These days, we get one train a day in each direction. The trains are invariably late, and not just a little late, but hours late. The track bed is in miserable shape and, of course, Amtrak is a sort of soviet-style management organization. There is no awareness among the public here, or our leaders, that we would benefit from improving the passenger railroad service, and around the state of New York generally there is no conversation about fixing the railroads. (Governor Elliot Spitzer is preoccupied these days with arranging to give driver's licenses to people who are in the country illegally.)

We are going to pay a large penalty for these failures of attention.

Another aspect of all this has to do with our assumptions about land development. Here in my town, and elsewhere around the country, the assumption is that suburban development will continue just as it has the past sixty years. This assumption is shared both by the developers themselves and their opponents. The developers expect the current "downturn" to reverse before long. From the opponents' point of view, the assumption is based on their legitimate fears and heartaches about what they've seen heedless development do to the American landscape. Consequently, whatever mental energy is left after the parking debates get tabled is dedicated to fighting over projected suburban expansion.

Radical?

My personal view about this is apparently radical -- though I am a man of modest habits and philosophy. My view is that the suburban project, per se, in the United States is over, finished. Like, totally. You can stick a fork in it. What you see is basically all that we're going to get. Not only do we not need anymore of it, but we have way too much of what is already on the ground. We don't need anymore suburban housing pods, and the ones already out there are going to hemorrhage value (and usefulness) as far ahead as anybody can imagine. We need more retail like we need 300-million holes in our heads. Ditto suburban office capacity. Ditto new roads and highways.

Delusional Projects

The projects that people see under construction now are things that went through the torturous permitting process at minimum a year ago and generally even further back. I would imagine that many of the developers of these few remaining projects -- whether they are condo villages or strip malls or chain store "power centers" -- are in deep melancholy as they read the news and desperately search for tenants. Their lenders must be equally depressed -- and in some cases cutting off further injections of capital. What remains is what bankers call "the workout" -- where the financial chips fall when people's hopes and dreams collide with reality's separate agenda.


In connection with the imminent collapse of our investments in suburbia is the fate of all the laws and codes that have governed the creation of it. I think it is a waste of effort at this point to attempt to reform what we generally refer to as "the zoning laws." They will simply become irrelevant. As we get in trouble with oil, and driving becomes more of a problem, it will be self-evident that regulations geared to keeping cars happy can no longer be followed. My guess is that for a period of time we will see a condition of stunned paralysis in the council chambers and planning boards. Eventually, if we are lucky enough to retain effective local governance, a new consensus will emerge that will be more reality-based by necessity.

In saying this, I imply that societies go through cycles of collective thinking that range from being fairly consistent with reality to being dangerously out of whack with it. We're at the latter end of the cycle these days. One of the symptoms of this is the fact that so many Americans believe the only thing wrong with America is George W. Bush, and that if only we could wiggle out of "his" war, every day would be Christmas, with Nascar around-the-clock, time-outs for shopping sprees down the aisles of the Target store, 5000-square-foot houses for all (for $750 a month), and three BMWs parked in the driveway. . . with fries, and supersize it!

In reality, there's a lot more wrong with how we live and how we think about how we live than the mere presence of George W. Bush at the head of the federal government. Our expectations are deeply out of phase with what the earth can provide for us and what the future has in store for us, and this failure of our collective imagination goes down to the grass roots.

NVDL: Well said Jim.

Report Rotten Neighbors at 'RottenNeighbors.com'


From ABClocal.com:

Have a neighbor who drives you nuts? Well now you have a place to vent your complaints in a web site that's attracted a quarter million visitors in its two months of existence, all by word-of-mouth.

New Web Site

Behind these grocery carts, lies a rotten neighbor, at least according to a new web site where people vent about what's bugging them next door.

The site http://www.rottenneighbor.com/ collects complaints about neighbors -- messy, noisy, inconsiderate neighbors- and plots their location on Google maps to warn others to avoid moving in near them.

"I had a rotten neighbor of my own," said Web Site designer Brant Walker.

A San Diego web designer launched the site -- now nationwide with thousands of postings.

Hurt Business?

"Some real estate agents don't want it, they don't like it, think it will hurt their business. People looking to buy homes love it. Some people looking to sell homes think it will bring their values down. Just a huge variety of people," said Walker.

People can praise "good" neighbors too, but complaints outnumber compliments 100 to one. Most common: loud music, neglected yards and suspicions of drug activity.

"It's a very judgemental site," said Nancy Kenyon from the Fair Housing Alliance of Marin.

Troubling?

The site's a bit troubling for fair housing advocates, who say neighbors should communicate, not slam each other anonymously. Plus they worry about discrimination; for example families with children tend to be noisier.

"If someone were to say there are too many people living in this house, well that could easily apply to nationalities that have larger families," said Kenyon.

And the comments, sometimes amusing can also be mean. The person mad about these abandoned shopping carts calls his neighbors "trashy low class bums".

A Mill Valley neighborhood is criticized for having too many barking dogs. "Ridiculous," one comment said, don't move here if you want peace and quiet.

But some residents don't think squealing on the web is the way to go.

"Then they should approach the neighbor, rather than do the 'end around' going on the Iinternet. Communication is a way to solve the problem," said one Mill Valley resident.

The site will soon add photos and video, and comment capability. Apparently rotten neighbors are a growth industry.


For more visit Gothamist here.

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Developer Builds Around Woman's Home


Framed by the windows of an abandoned business one block away, Edith Macefield's Ballard home is surrounded on three sides by garbage-strewn lots. But she has no plans to move. Source: The Seattle Times

SEATTLE (AP) — When 86-year-old Edith Macefield refused a $1 million offer to move from her Seattle home, a developer started building a five-story project around it.

Macefield said that she doesn't need the money and that she doesn't want to move from her home, where she has lived since 1966. A concrete wall looms within feet of her kitchen window as the project rises.

Macefield's 108-year-old house is the last home on the block near the Ballard bridge.
Macefield said that she doesn't mind the noise of the construction site.

Construction workers watch out for Macefield, particularly superintendent Barry Martin who says it's like having your grandmother around.

From Associated Press

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Worst Pothole in South Africa


And…it’s getting bigger

The thing about potholes is they sneak up on you. You’ll be driving as you do on the same well worn route and then one day: BANG! And it’s not as if you can just shrug it all off either. Your steering wheel is wobbling, which means tyres are going to start wearing a lot faster too. Is it just me or are potholes coming up all over the country?

Earlier this year I was crazy enough to drive my very low profile car over South Africa’s highest mountain pass, Naudesnek. It’s not a route for squeamish, and I often had to drive with one wheel on the middlemannetjie and the other on the roads shoulder to avoid scraping the undercarriage out from under us. Imagine my surprise then that once back home in the city, it was a pothole that eventually damaged my wheelalignment – despite all that risky offroading!

Now, at the intersection of Jauncey and 8th Street, near the Johannesburg suburb of Houghton, a mega pothole has begun to sink across the road. What makes this crater dangerous, is that it is long and narrow, and its situated on a road beside a school. This means that cars coming from either direction have to dive towards the shallower end of the grave, or risk carnage.

It’s a sticky situation. The tar has been collapsing along a narrow band which was probably dug for a pipeline. The pipeline has sprung a leak higher up in the road, and the downward flow then softens the substructure under the tar, causing it to gradually collapse.

As recently as last week I saw a giant yellow machine doing something in the road (I’m not sure what). When I returned from work they’d dumped a lot of red soil over the growing grave. It has proved to be much of a solution. The depression is spreading in a downwards direction, caving in further and further each day. And one shower of rain is likely to wash away the softening cushion of sand.

If there’s one thing that causes potholes it’s the combination of water, which turns the tar into a dry tissue, and then a constant stream of traffic that begins to break the surface into small pieces.

While I was taking photos, all the vehicles that passed seemed to underestimate how deep it was, and each time you heard a BANG of shock absorbers not quite able to absorb the shock. At least the soil provides some sort of warning that some hazard is in the road. At night, the first time I went over it, the Earth opened in the road and I also drove right over it.

Is this South Africa’s worst pothole? Send us your pictures and let’s see.