@1, it's not so much "pro car" as it is exhaustion with the endless tweeification of everything. This kind of thing is all about making the city into a playground for privileged adults, which has nothing to do with the inequality that drives ordinary people far out of the "parklet zone".
@2
who would these 'privileged adults' be?
by income? race? the cost of their clothing? their careers?
"privileged' is too loaded and vague for me to know what you mean.
It appears likely that we'll all have to become familiar with the Dutch term: Woonerf (some will embrace it. some will hate it with a passion. no one shall remain unmoved) (yet most important, repeat the creed: you ain't much, if you ain't Dutch)
@5
For me, Food Writers are dime a dozen. The writers who are privileged probably use more erudite adjectives and adverbs. Depends on your 'taste'. Why you too seathakled could possibly tickle my tongue.
@11
I like outhouses. Memory recalls them as scummy almost scary places to drop a load. Alas, they've been tweeified. http://www.jldr.com/ohcapital.shtml
This is a great idea in theory, but it's important to maintain the existing sidewalk space. I walk by the one in front of the bar Montana on Olive way every night on the way home from work. I LOATHE it. The sidewalk is too narrow to support sidewalk traffic as well as the hordes of spacial awareness challenged Chets and Ashleys. I started walking around the outdoor make out room, excuse me parklet, but walking in the street isn't a great option either so I had to change my route. I'm in favor of well planned parklets, just not the terrible one in my neighborhood.
@13
Seatacklrds, you don't trade jabs with me like in the past. You just ignore me. By the way, where is slogger Pope Peabrain? He was fun to banter back and forth with. Man, he pretty much single-handedly kept this sinking slog ship afloat. Adieu, wherever you are, old nemesis.
Outdoor dining in Seattle is such bullshit. Go along 11th Ave and you'll see at least four businesses that have outdoor dining and *never* use it. It's just a place where you can get half decapitated by chains across the sidewalk. Or places like Diesel on 14th Ave who have a fence outside their business who never use it but have an obnoxious sign warning against bicycles!
Oh great, outdoor seating that will be used 4 months out of the year. Parking and transportation is needed 12 months out of the year. But Seattle can keep taking away parking spots and pushing people out of the city with cost of living. No big deal. I'm not bitter or anything.
These are smokelets. They are used to provide a nice place outside of bars to have people smoke. The city says that is not allowed and signs are posted. The signs are in tiny fonts. Bars and food places benefit from these.
who would these 'privileged adults' be?
by income? race? the cost of their clothing? their careers?
"privileged' is too loaded and vague for me to know what you mean.
For me, Food Writers are dime a dozen. The writers who are privileged probably use more erudite adjectives and adverbs. Depends on your 'taste'. Why you too seathakled could possibly tickle my tongue.
Agree with Fnarf about the tweeification, or as I think of it the twit-ification.
I like outhouses. Memory recalls them as scummy almost scary places to drop a load. Alas, they've been tweeified.
http://www.jldr.com/ohcapital.shtml
They could make them clothing-optional and call them streakeries.
Seatacklrds, you don't trade jabs with me like in the past. You just ignore me. By the way, where is slogger Pope Peabrain? He was fun to banter back and forth with. Man, he pretty much single-handedly kept this sinking slog ship afloat. Adieu, wherever you are, old nemesis.