| Whenever I come across a "density Density DENSITY" story I do some looking at the background of the individuals running/promoting the effort. I'll go to the "our team" and "about us" page of the org, look at who runs it and then google them and find the interview they did five years ago in their palatial suburban estate, sitting jauntily atop a stool next to the island in their 500 square foot kitchen. They are all hyper-rich arrogant dickheads who want the masses stacked on top of each other in habicubes where they have to listen to couples fighting, smell the stench of their neighbor's disgusting cooking, and feel constant compression from crowding shoulder to shoulder up against each other as they march from their in-office job to their tiny, cramped, habicube. My only question is why the rich dickheads who run media outlets and non-profits obsessed with turning everyone into the renter of a high-density nightmare hovel doesn't take their own medicine? Why are they giving interviews to Dwell or A+U about how everyone should live in a dense city from inside their gated 30,000 square foot fortress of solitude? There's a reason that the first thing anyone, anywhere, does when they get some money is buy an SUV or (in Europe and Japan) a station wagon and move out to an American-style suburb. Once you get out of your "hip young urban professional" or "broke-ass" phase you realize the only thing that matters is sitting by yourself in a lawn chair on your wasteful suburban Bermuda grass lawn watching the sprinkler move back and forth in peace and fucking quiet. |