Back to the Future
Knute Berger Says There's Only One Way to Look at Seattle: Backward
FLAT, UGLY, AND EMPTY Seattle in the halcyon days.
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Pugetopolis
by Knute Berger
(Sasquatch) $18.95.
A "mossback"—a term that refers, colloquially, to someone who's been in the Northwest so long that moss has grown on his back—is someone who believes things would be better if only we could turn back the clock. To what point, exactly, is unclear, but the nearest respectable time stamp appears to be approximately 1970, when Seattle was in an economic slump, no one thought of moving here, and land values (and, therefore development) were at a standstill.
This is the worldview of Knute "Skip" Berger, a former editor at Seattle Weekly (where, full disclosure, he was my boss for about six months) and current columnist at Crosscut, a regional news website created by and for other white men of Berger's generation. Like many well-to-do white men, Berger feels oppressed by "nanny statism," development, and change. Unlike most white men, he has a platform—and, now, a book.
Stranger Personals
Pugetopolis—a collection of Berger's columns and commentary pieces for the Weekly, Seattle magazine, Crosscut, and other publications—posits that Seattle is turning into a nightmarish megacity. It's become a sprawling megalopolis where bungalows have fallen victim to megahouses and townhomes, nanny laws have regulated fun out of existence, and the neighborhoods that made Seattle worth living in have been destroyed by dense developments populated by tradition-hating new residents who tax good working folks out of existence even as they whiz past them on their recumbent bicycles. Pugetopolis is full of references to "nanny liberals," "radical cyclists," and "urban gentrifiers," but it contains little evidence that Berger has actually met these folks. And why would he? They live in their "shoeboxes" in the sky, too stuck on themselves and their fancy urban lifestyles to care about the lovely little burg they've invaded and ruined.
Who is this book for, anyway? Newcomers and naysayers who stand to learn a thing or two from someone who lived here when things were really good? Surely not outsiders, who'll undoubtedly be confused by references to McNeil Island, Klondike, and Dan Evans? That seems unlikely. So let's assume it's for fellow mossbacks—hoary old-timers, self-defined or otherwise, who, like Berger, feel oppressed by modernity.
How else to interpret Berger's fear of "Pugetopolis"—a fantastical future megacity, centered on Seattle, populated by "affluent global transients" who live in "generic high rise[s] with concierge service" and believe "that we can enhance the quality of life without limiting growth and consumption"? These are chimeras, not people. Berger's hatred for them—he insists, "urban policy that promotes dense development... is driving the cost of city living to impossible heights"—borders on hysteria. His Pugetopolis bears little resemblance to the Seattle most of us experience every day.
What's frustrating about Berger's philosophy is that it offers complaints but no solutions. In many cases, he complains about a development in one breath and grouses about its solution in the next. For example, Berger decries sprawl in one essay, complaining, for example, that "growth will continue to erode the very qualities we love unless and until we find a different way of relating to—and living in—this lane" and condemns laws that try to contain growth in the next (decrying density, limits on development, and transit proposals that make it possible to live in the city instead of the sprawling suburbs). At times, this cognitive dissonance takes the form of nearly incoherent, Zen-like koans—"You cannot grow your way out of the consequences of growth," he writes, which sounds clever but makes little sense.
Let's unpack Berger's Pugetopolis complaint: Growth is bad, and growth won't fix it. The problem with that statement is that there are different types of growth, including good growth (in the view of this paper: dense, transit-oriented growth that makes it possible to live in a way that doesn't harm the climate) and bad (in Berger's and The Stranger's view: sprawl). Given that we can't build a wall around Seattle (or pass laws saying that no one else can move here), we're going to grow. The pertinent question is how.
Berger has no answer for this, except that we can't keep doing what we've done or we'll keep getting what we've got. This may be a truism, but it isn't a solution. Throw a solution at Berger—density, for example, Mossback's favorite bugaboo—and he'll respond by giving it a label like "vertical sprawl," which sounds bad but means nothing. (Building vertically is exactly the opposite of sprawl—unless we're going to start building roads in the sky.)
Similarly, throughout Pugetopolis, Berger criticizes the "Manhattanization" of Seattle—a term that to you and me might imply skyscrapers, cabs on demand, and decent pizza, but to Mossback means transit, bridges, and street repairs. No reasonable person would argue that bridges and urban renewal will turn Seattle into a city of 10 million people; it won't, nor is that anyone's goal. What Berger opposes, it seems, are investments in infrastructure that make Seattle an attractive place to live or visit. Don't build it, he argues, and they won't come. Ironically, many of the icons around Seattle that Berger most cherishes—the brick-paved charm of Pioneer Square, the rundown stalls and weird underground warrens of Pike Place Market—are models of and magnets for the kind of urban density Berger despises.
Berger is equally off-base when he takes on those who choose to live without a car—the "brave new bionauts," he calls them. Or, more to the point, "moochers," because people who go carless sometimes take rides with other people, a practice more commonly known as "carpooling." But going car-free, in Berger's view, isn't just selfish—it's misery, because living in a city means being able to drive all over, including to other neighborhoods. That's a predictable perspective from someone who opposes density, but it will be unfamiliar to anyone who lives, shops, goes to the gym, and works within a walkable or bikeable radius.
Berger's writing is clever and often funny, and when he sticks to subjects on which mossbacks and non-mossbacks alike can generally agree—for example, the issue of gay marriage, of which he writes, "the civil benefits [of marriage] are valuable enough that denying them to same-sex couples is a form of discrimination that has no rational justification"—he's pellucid and a joy to read. (He's also often genuinely funny—as when he writes that "Cosmopolis, near Aberdeen, was named by people who reckoned it might one day be the center of everything. Its 2006 population: 1,679.") But when he veers into social commentary—criticizing Seattle as a "nanny state" for encouraging recycling, for example—he sounds less like a civic treasure than a scolding elderly relative.
Fundamentally, calling oneself a mossback is an excuse to say
"no"—no to growth, obviously, but also no to environmental
solutions, no to transit, no to innovations that might make life easier
and more enjoyable, no to laws that help us all live
together more
happily and effectively in an increasingly crowded and complicated
world. (One Mossback column, not reproduced in Pugetopolis, was
actually called "The Joy of 'No'"; in it, Berger wrote "saying no... is
a vital part of how we do things.") Critiques like Berger's
embrace a past that is lost. And they're a luxury enjoyed only by
people, like Berger, who won't be around long enough to see the
long-term consequences of the policies they espouse. ![]()
Knute Berger reads Thurs Jan 15, Elliott Bay Book Company, 7:30 pm, and Wed Jan 21, University Book Store, 7 pm. Both readings are free.
Come to think of it, Bellevue would probably be far more interested in Berger's writings than Seattle, if it were only directed at us instead of our bloated old neighbor. Considering the fact that the biggest news to hit Bellevue in a long time is the obvious downtown boom (three decades in the making but just picking up, really), shittifying Bellevue and encroaching on the buildings that I have grown up in. It's a lot of downtown expansion bullshit and if I pulled the strings, I would have none of it. Sorry, Seattle. It's too late and you've become too bloated for me to start caring.
It seems to me growth isn't a choice. Anyone notice the population projections for the West Coast? And why do people come here specifically? It probably has a lot less to do with things like infrastructure upgrades, town house densification and transit buildout, than that it's a spectacular part of the world.
Yeah, it sucks right now that the way things are we can't live without growth---but can't live with it either. What's a mossback to do?
2. It's obvious I'm not from around here by my skin color, and I used to get nervous in the pubs when the locals, i.e. white people, around me loudly complained to each other about newcomers who earn more than minimum wage. Now when this happens I like to stand up and glare at the biggest blowhard. The topic of conversation always changes without fail.
2. Carpooling refers to a group of car owners who take turns driving their cars and carrying the other drivers as passengers. Ride sharing refers to drivers who carry passengers. My non-car owning friends like to use the terms carpooling or ride sharing as well and are masters at bringing the conversation around to where I am expected to extend a gracious invitation to drive them. Passive aggressiveness will always be the true identifying mark of the native Seattleite.
The garbage every where too is amazing for a supposedly green city. I know that alot of people are trying hard to recycle and keep things clean but there isnt really anything green left in the city. Where have all of the trees gone? Why dosnt anyone care? And its only getting worse. What used to be a funky and charming little off-beat city has been overtaken by people who cant even appreciate it, and while we are too buisy arguing about how cool and beatnik we all still are its being turned into just another grey cookie cutter urban wasteland.
welcome, seattle, to being a city and not a town.
There's an episode of Six Feet Under where Nate goes back to Seattle from LA to retrieve a body. The dead man's last name? Mossback. If only this kind of xenophobic parochialism were dead!
The last straw for me was the defeat of rapid transit in a town that kowtows to a man who gets a light rail between his buildings at the snap of a finger, as well as, not one, but two side-by-side stadiums despite what the voters thought.
San Franciscans are at least as vocal about change, but no one here seems as city-hating, and hence self-hating, as Seattlites. Take your unobstructed views and bite me.
What city are you living in? All kind of fun shit going on in this city, you just have to go out and find it. And yes, sometimes that means riding a bus to Colombia city, or somewhere up north. Spend a day at the Georgetown music fest and tell me this is a cookie cutter city. Get the fuck out and about.
I grew up in NYC. You know what I did when the city got boring for me? I moved.
Quit bitching and go do something fun this weekend.
And it's even cuter when Bellevue folk do it.
And just a sidenote, for all you youngsters: Seattle in the 70's sucked. Big time. I hated going to the Pike Place market because it was so depressing. Even on weekends, most of the market stalls were empty, and you'd always see a few folks who were selling whatever they had w/ the look like if you didn't buy their stuff, they'd starve that night. I'm not exaggerating. If you think Belltown is bad now, then try removing the nice apartment buildings & shops, keep the drug dealers, beggars, muggers & drunks, and then put it around the city, (especially on Capital Hill) and that's what Seattle was like back then. It sucked, big time.
The funny thing is, Seattle isn't a real cosmopolitan city, although it pretends to be.
Where I work we call these guys 'Chesters', as in "I got a fucking Chester on the phone and he wants a supervisor."
Big money gets what it wants in America, and nobody knows that better than Seattle. They've been dropping their pants for the big corporations since the 1870's with the railroads. It's what we are. Seattle is a city of eager merchants… not radicals. Well, not where it counts anyway.
But I share Berger's sadness. I miss the gentle old town too. My sweet Seattle… gone... all gone.
I think the things I miss are mostly the things that made the Seattle streetscape unique: Local names like The Bon Marche and Frederick & Nelson, for instance. I also miss some of the just plain fun, campy, yet practical stuff that died from poor business decisions and not for want of business - like the downtown Woolworth's.
When I was working in Ballard, it was sad to see so many perfectly fine single family homes being demolished for more dense housing, but that was more a regret at seeing well constructed, perfectly habitable homes being demolished when so many people lack decent housing - and when so much of the new housing was of such poor quality and ugly aesthetics. At least to me, but I'm the one who loved the Ballard Denny's.
I don't begrudge the increasing density of Seattle, and I think that anyone who would argue that the Seattle "nanny state" is a recent development doesn't know their NW history. Recycling was started in Seattle in the 70's, as was Metro (as in the sewage treatment component that forced people to stop dumping their boat's old oil into Lake Washington and throwing their garbage into the sound.) I also regret the idea that these are considered "bad" ideas: After all, a nanny usually has the best interest of her charges at heart, and I don't think that the hypothetical "Seattle Nanny" has done anything overly intrusive or damaging to the citizenry.
Before that, we were one of the earliest states to have prohibition, and used to really freak out when people spat in the sidewalks (justifiably so, since we had a horrible TB problem)
While it's fun to remember when Seattle was full of bowling alleys and thrift shops, and I'm glad I lived here when it was fun and funky, I know it's futile to hope for anything to stay in a vacuum like that. Plus, new people and new things help keep the city interesting. I just wish it were more affordable for the young kids that come here looking to start a life.
And I for one would love to change the name of Seattle to COSMOPOLIS. That would be awesome.
I grew up here and there are a lot of things that have changed for the worse in my opinion. But I don't mistake my personal nostalgia for a coherent argument against (inevitable) growth.
"What used to be a funky and charming little off-beat city..." When was Seattle a funky, off-beat little city? Because I assure you, 30 years ago it was not. It became that way in the mid / late 80's and only intensified in the 90's when people from the rest of the world actually started to pay attention.
And seriously, anyone who claims Bellevue has lost it's "charm" is a severely misinformed or dilisional liar. Bellevue did not exist 50 years ago and it would not be here if it weren't for Seattle. Bellevue has been and always will be a condo-paradise for the Microsofties. That's exactly what it was built for.
Berger is no more well to do than you, Erica. I agree with you that most of Berger's targets are phantoms. The only person in Seattle I'm aware of that embodies the insufferable, over-reaching, liberal ideologue he likes to complain about is ironically, you.
It is central to the myth that The Stranger holds are its central truth; nothing existed in Seattle before the Stranger. Maybe a few old hippies living in caves along the slopes of Freemont and Wallingford, and a lonely drag queen wandering Capitol Hill, but nothing worth talking abt.
Interest in things that occurred before 1991 are to be denounced as loudly as possible. I believe it has to do with The Stranger staff's general insecurity, and their lack of a point or focus in their lives and culture.
I also think it is abt Boomers v Children of the Boomers (The Stranger). It's that classic thing where anything their parents say, they are stalwartly against it. No Matter; just be against it.
What Seattle has lost is it's nooks and crannies, the odd whatnots. Because this last building boom (say since the late 1980s) has been so hyper, such a manic bubble, it has done much much more to effect the cityscape then previoous booms. In times past, things would get built, then more, then more, and these pieces would fit together to create the city. Now, it's just block after block of featureless, vinyl and glass-sided cubes. Very Stalinistic in the architecture. In a city of many layers, and nooks, and crannies, there is more room for non-mainstream people to exist. Where as now we are essentially living in a playground for the ecoyuppies, young white hipsters (the new White Trash) and corporate wigs and suits.
Seattle has gone from being a working and middle class city, to being a city of the nouveau riche cakesniffers.
And I say this not generally being a fan of Berger's Clintonite centrism.
And as far as Barnett's comments abt Seattle being flat and ugly before 1991, and using the pic that is used. You lack the knowledge or imagination to see that the city before this boom was more of a human-scaled city. If you look at old photos of Seattle you see a great deal more of the sky, and you see lots and lots of buildings built on a scale for human use. Rather than barffy monumentlaism (the Koolhas, user-unfriendly downtown library), or endless array of six story vinyl crapshacks.
And again, I have to say I am no fan of Berger, generally. Too conservative.
We've always had the water and the mountains, and that's kept even our ugly parts from being too ugly. We've always had creative people, thanks to the many universities.
We WERE too dependent on Boeing, I'll give you that - but the good thing to come out of the "Boeing Bust" was that a lot of the city was preserved a lot longer than other cities. Up until the late 80's when a lot of the skyscrapers started to go in, this town was pretty much a picture of 1973.
When you look at movies shot in Seattle at the time (Harry in your pocket, Cinderella Liberty, McQ) Seattle does tend to look sinister, but it certainly wasn't as grim as you portray it.
But then again, I was used to Omaha. Anything looks good compared to that.
After Katrina he wrote this:
http://www.seattleweekly.com/2005-09-07/…
In which, he informs us that Mt. Ranier might just explode one of these days (not true), and that the city might be flattened by an earthquake (true, but extremely unlikely and not really worth worrying about).
One sentence really reveals something borderline insane about the way this guy's mind works:
"We ought to be able to anticipate and deal with the fallout of a nuclear attack on an American city, much less major storms."
He doesn't go into how in the name of fuck that's supposed to be possible. He doesn't see a need to. A rational adult telling you to be prepared for something, would have some idea in mind for how that could be done. And such a person thinking for a few seconds about nuclear explosions would quickly realize that there's absolutely nothing you can do to prepare for one without living in a bunker. He even mentions duck and cover drills as being inadequate. What would be adequate? It doesn't even seem to occur to him to ask that question. That's someone else's problem. His job is to throw a fit and expect some grownup somewhere to make it better.
Of course, all of the infrastructure of the distribution and transmission systems would be either fried or outright destroyed (along with, in all probability, the power control center) but dammit! It would have survived that shock wave.
It's that Boeing influence. That's why there are thousands of homes in this town that have bomb shelters.
The old power control center is still standing, by the way - it's that fabulously Dr. Strangelove structure just north of the Seattle Center. It's no longer used for anything, which is too bad - I'd love to have my office there.
historic buildings are the fabric of a city and their small spaces and lower rent help small businesses flourish, allow artists to afford studios in the city center, add character, and tearing down existing buildings is terrible for the environment ... adaptive re-use is a viable, exciting concept that works well in other cities and it is high time seattle try it on a larger scale. new density should be focused where parking lots exist today (north pioneer square, SODO and Denny Triangle, which still has room for growth.) I think berger agrees with all of this although he sometimes exaggerates to make a point. he certainly is a great columnist, certainly the best in seattle. i look forward to checking out his book (and I am not in the demographic group you assume is his only audience). Thanks for the debate, which is valuable.
She still had a fun time and she said it was a fun city to be young in. And she misses certain buildings, businesses and institutions., but I don't think she misses the economic despair.
And change is always going to be part of the landscape of a city. My family has been here since before it was a state so we have seen a lot of things go away. Sure it can be a bit sad to recall certain things but if a city is going to survive there needs to be some growth. (hopefully not more endless sprawl, irritating traffic and antiquated transit systems that don't help move people about)
I did visit in February of 2008 and was surprised at how much construction had gone on in such a short time.
*How's THAT for an obscure Seattle reference?
I'm sure the Seattle of yore was a mixed bag: smallish, more working class, unglamorous, with plenty of interesting people to meet and adventures to be had. The Seattle of today is not the same city- it has many new problems and many new advantages, which is what you would expect with population growth.
The old-timers like Berger don't understand that growth and development are essential to healthy cities, even if that means having to reset and start over occasionally. If Seattle had stayed the same, it wouldn't be here anymore. It would be a dead or dying city.
At the same time though, it's simplistic and condescending to dismiss the anxieties of people who have lived here their whole lives and no longer recognize the city they once loved. Yes, things change, but you can't expect everyone to adjust. When you're young it's easier to start over and create a new life or identity. When you're older and locked into a place, it's much harder to adjust or change. I think falling back on class and race is too easy for both sides of the debate, whether that means blaming yuppies, gays and blacks for ruining a white working class city, or assuming that any one nostalgic for the past is a white male Neanderthal who can't just get with the times.
A lack of class diversity in this city is just as bad as a lack of racial diversity. Erica seems to be okay with living in city too expensive for most people to live, but that's not an asset, it's a weakness. I'm not so sure that a higher quality of life cancels out the harm sacrificing affordability does to the urban dynamic over time. Seattle offers a lot to the young and affluent now, but what good is this to older people who have lived here their whole lives, many who have been forced out of the city by rising housing costs? Or young people and immigrants who want to start a new life but find places like Seattle prohibitively expensive?
Both old and new Seattle had their advantages and disadvantages, and its too simplistic to draw these cut and dry pictures of the past and the present. The fact is, there are reasons to both mourn and celebrate the passing of the old Seattle into the historical graveyard. I moved to Seattle for the things the new post-nineties Seattle offers to my socioeconomic class and age group. But that doesn't mean that older residents should just embrace what we consider new, fresh and hip, and consign themselves and their experiences to the dustbin of history.
I actually find Erica's faux progressivism, which seems to be founded on little more than sub-feminist identity politics and condescending bourgeois-green class politics, to be as offensive as the rantings of angry white males, at least insofar as it touches on this city.
I'm sure the Seattle of yore was a mixed bag: smallish, more working class, unglamorous, with plenty of interesting people to meet and adventures to be had. The Seattle of today is not the same city- it has many new problems and many new advantages, which is what you would expect with population growth.
The old-timers like Berger don't understand that growth and development are essential to healthy cities, even if that means having to reset and start over occasionally. If Seattle had stayed the same, it wouldn't be here anymore. It would be a dead or dying city.
At the same time though, it's simplistic and condescending to dismiss the anxieties of people who have lived here their whole lives and no longer recognize the city they once loved. Yes, things change, but you can't expect everyone to adjust. When you're young it's easier to start over and create a new life or identity. When you're older and locked into a place, it's much harder to adjust or change. I think falling back on class and race is too easy for both sides of the debate, whether that means blaming yuppies, gays and blacks for ruining a white working class city, or assuming that any one nostalgic for the past is a white male Neanderthal who can't just get with the times.
A lack of class diversity in this city is just as bad as a lack of racial diversity. Erica seems to be okay with living in city too expensive for most people to live, but that's not an asset, it's a weakness. I'm not so sure that a higher quality of life cancels out the harm sacrificing affordability does to the urban dynamic over time. Seattle offers a lot to the young and affluent now, but what good is this to older people who have lived here their whole lives, many who have been forced out of the city by rising housing costs? Or young people and immigrants who want to start a new life but find places like Seattle prohibitively expensive?
Both old and new Seattle had their advantages and disadvantages, and its too simplistic to draw these cut and dry pictures of the past and the present. The fact is, there are reasons to both mourn and celebrate the passing of the old Seattle into the historical graveyard. I moved to Seattle for the things the new post-nineties Seattle offers to my socioeconomic class and age group. But that doesn't mean that older residents should just embrace what we consider new, fresh and hip, and consign themselves and their experiences to the dustbin of history.
I actually find Erica's faux progressivism, which seems to be founded on little more than sub-feminist identity politics and condescending bourgeois-green class politics, to be as offensive as the rantings of angry white males, at least insofar as it touches on this city.
A lack of class diversity in this city is just as bad as a lack of racial diversity. Erica seems to be okay with living in city too expensive for most people to live, but that's not an asset, it's a weakness. I'm not so sure that a higher quality of life cancels out the harm sacrificing affordability does to the urban dynamic over time. Seattle offers a lot to the young and affluent now, but what good is this to older people who have lived here their whole lives, many who have been forced out of the city by rising housing costs? Or young people and immigrants who want to start a new life but find places like Seattle prohibitively expensive?
And this comment:
I actually find Erica's faux progressivism, which seems to be founded on little more than sub-feminist identity politics and condescending bourgeois-green class politics, to be as offensive as the rantings of angry white males, at least insofar as it touches on this city.
Are the two single best comments in this thread.
Both Knute and ECB personify the self-centered extremism I have seen in my 42-plus years here, from opposite ends of the spectrum -- "I'm younger and newer in town and smarter and hipper than you," and "I was born here so you can't possibly know shit."
Both of them think they know it all, and neither of them know jack. ECB will be Knute in 30 years, bet on it. We can dismiss them both, right to their "faces" for the world to see. Imagine trying to do that 40 years ago to Ross Cunningham. Your letter would never see print, much less be available to the world.
This town has changed so much for the better since I came here in 1966 that it isn't funny. In the next 20 years it will be even better, because the action will be in the neighborhoods.
If we can maintain low-income and workforce housing in the neighborhoods, Seattle will have succeeded beyond certainly MY wildest dreams.
The "nannyism" is real, and yes, it is a pain in the ass. But then again, the possibilities for ridicule are limitless.
Maybe that explains all the fear and victimhood: impotence then, and impotence now.
(I, too, would like to hear more of what Catalina has to say about all this.)
i, too, fnarf, am nostalgic for the old seattle: that pizza place on 6th and pike, rosellini's 410, jack mcgovern's music hall, the coliseum and blue mouse theater, the cable car across the seattle center, the flight to mars, nielsen's pastries on third avenue, and the lunch counter in the basement at frederick and nelson's. le sigh.
But wait! Along the much-maligned Aurora Avenue North are super-great places like the Five Seasons Grill, which serves some serious Bun Bo Hue, pork blood and all, and the Continental Grocery, with its range of Indian spices and pickles.
There's damn good Asian food in Ballard, where a mixed marriage used to be between a Swede and a Norwegian. There's stuff here now that we couldn't have dreamed of 40 years ago, and it's just as cool in its own way as the stuff that was cool back then.
It's death and rebirth, crucifixion and resurrection. The good old days are right now, and the best is yet to come.
Life is an on-going, bitter struggle, and if you sit back too long, you will be passed by and run over by all the people who are either struggling to improve their life or by those who are trying to get the fuck off a sinking ship of a town. If you lack ambition and/or luck, you will end up fucked pretty much anywhere in the world.
Tune in next week for: Mossback Upset That He Is Aging And Will Die
They cant appreciate it here. They chose to move here, I didn't, my grandparents chose to move here and these people who move here from somewhere else they did exactly what my grandparents did -- so that makes me mad at them.
And where did all the trees go in Ballard? They had 5 foot dimater trees until 1991 tharabouts, then these people overtook it, and cut down all them trees. They cant appreciate it. Where did all the trees go?
Yes, Doug, LA blows, but so does almost all the rest of this Protestant-Corporate, colonized continent where for the most part real interaction has been replaced by electronic media and natural movement through the real world supplanted by the channel-surfing-through-space experience behind the wheel. OK, enough old news. What was hoped for was something better.
It still shocks the hell out of me, as someone who fell in love with the Seattle of the early 80s, that some of the people with the loudest affection for a cheaper, less traffic-congested, cleaner, friendlier, more honest/blue collar/pick-your-meaning town with orcas and salmon and woods within a short drive are the very ones who have successfully abetted the destruction of those qualities by opposing mass transit (monorail) and lobbying for freeways (viaduct) and in favor of more suburbanizing stadia with huge parking lots on the public dime. 'Let me drive - get outta my way' - that is Knute's cri-de-coeur.
What there was once in Seattle - and don't tell me I'm just a complaining old fogey at 41 because WHERE are the young people anymore? they can't afford to live in Seattle - was a situation where people taking time to explore and expand the world through art and creative living and political activism had time aside from making a living for those things, where a future that would turn away from the ruinous course of the last fifty years (roads, parking lots, unwalkable strip mall streets, poisonous runoff, smog, banal suburbia) seemed not only possible, but lined up and ready to bloom. In fact, what turned out to actually happen was that Seattle's power-brokers would behave (under the cover of their Ds) in an even more ignorant manner than their counterparts in the rest of the country, and ignore the will of a progressive electorate, building their public stadia by fiat, harassing the monorail agency until it went up in flames of self-preservation panic, ignoring the rejection of a tunnel replacement for the viaduct.
So, the people who once gave a shit are long worn-out. (Has anyone but big lobbying organizations and highway-loving 'business interests' sponsored a city initiative since the monorail died? Remember how many there were every summer ten years ago?) And the new towers go up (yes, density!) expensive as all get-out and with giant garages (eesh), the astronomical rents mean that brilliant gay kid from Boise or the musician from Anchorage don't show up to do their thing anymore, and the locals continue to go to the suburbs to raise their children.
Yes, LA is mired in planned suckiness. In 1928 they voted under pressure of developers to widen the streets (WAY pre-freeway) instead of building fast transit, so instead of development concentrating, it got spread far and wide. But people get now that it's a mess: they're not planning to replace any aging freeways with ones that will carry more capacity, or building tunnels without diamond lanes, or believing that the mistakes of the past should be repeated in the future. THAT is an improvement, and its existence makes the spiritual quality of the city in the present moment one of hope. All over LA people are discovering the place they live that has been so long ignored by its citizens from their cars. You can get around, fast, on the bus and subway (if you don't spread your life out ridiculously).
And you know what else? It's sunny. Here's where I partially accept the curmudgeonly 'we like the rain, you didn't grow up with it, you can't take it' accusations of the classic mossback (except I DID grow up with it). Nine months of overcast makes you depressed, (too) inward-looking, and unfriendly: essentially psycho. That was once a cheap price to pay for living in a vibrant, affordable city that gave so much reason for hope. But without it, why pay so much to remain? I'm sure that plenty of people are happy I'm gone. Enjoy your stay.
And, A at the top of the thread- the Bellevue you're living in destroyed the Bellevue I lived in.
But lay off Emmet Watson, folks- it was a joke. Sheesh.
Yes, it's painful that 90% of us can't afford to live anywhere close to downtown anymore. But it's supergood that I can come into town and try to score some great bud, and Hempfest gets bigger every year.
You gotta keep your priorities straight.
Twas ever thus, I suppose. Every generation has some old man bitching about the kids these days.
It is ironic, I swear, I know you all were still in "pull ups" or diapers, then, but it's still ironic -- if you were here and could read.
Ignore the bigots. They'll eventually move away.
But he doesn't get that people will come here no matter how much he bitches and the influx of people need to live somewhere.
He also doesn't get that prices in the urban areas are high BECAUSE people like him work to block density.
It's funny hearing some of the young old-timers hearkening back to the good old days of the 80s and 90s, because the destruction of the Good Old Seattle I knew was already largely done by then. Change is forever, and comes in waves.
Berger's dream, ironically, IS Los Angeles, though he is too stupid to know it. Ugly condos and four-paks in Seattle neighborhoods specifically protect rural areas. If you keep Seattle stuck in 1970, you drive the population ever outwards. Seattle hasn't actually changed all that much from 1970, compared to places like Marysville and Puyallup. THAT'S where the horror is, not in town.
This is the city that voted down transit repeatedly in the 90s, only to approve a crappy, half-baked line from downtown to the airport after it was too late. Oh yeah, and they actually FUNDED that vote only YEARS later.
People complain that "perfectly good small houses" are being demolished. Reality check - in an URBAN center, land prices will outstrip the "tiny, quaint" structures appreciation and render housing of that size and scope moot UNLESS a community sees the writing on the wall and embraces organic, slow growth EARLY.
Seattle didn't do that, and now you have a bunch of small, quaint homes that sit on dirt that is worth more than double the house. That is the very definition of economically unsustainable. Where we don't have these, we have rushed, packed development without the infrastructure to support it.
These are all the hallmarks of a city that has, like Berger, denied and fended off inevitability to its own detriment.
SadLittleOrangeThing: Have you ever been to another city? I've lived in several, and Seattle still out-greens them by 10 to 1. I first drove into Seattle four years ago in the spring time, and was mindblown by how green the city looked. Ever see Chicago?
Check out this overview:
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/local/2277…
Folks, its a city. People want what it has, and in these tougher economic times, we will have more of what people want -- a reasonbly still thriving economy, hopefully -- which in turn will bring more people here, more of the brightest and best from around the country who are looking for what here has to offer -- a fresh start and a chance to work for a decent wage in a part of the country with breathtaking natural beauty as well as all kinds of nifty perks. Coffee joke.
So cry about it Knute, and all the other first and second generation folks. Seattle's on the world map, and it won't be leaving anytime soon.
I've lived here 18 years now since getting off the plane on a visit, looking around and saying "wow. This place is really something."
Some of us never lose that, even though the clog on I-5 is bad, even though the mayor is an idiot, even though theres asshats on bikes who run you down in crosswalks then laugh about it cause they are young and full of adrenaline and too dumb to realize one day they will be the guy walking and lookin around at 20 yrs ago and thinking holy mother of hell, why does this place suck so bad now, it used to be GREAT WHEN I WAS YOUNG.







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