Showing posts with label cement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cement. Show all posts

Monday, May 29, 2017

American vistas to crush the soul.









And yes, I had to drive there to take these depressing photos. Outside, it's Clarksville ...

(Malls) are also a much lesser evil than the recent alternative that has sprouted up: the so-called "power center", which is completely car-oriented. Say what you want about malls, their location may be car-oriented, but once there, you walk from store to store, it's human-scaled inside. Power centers are not only in car-oriented areas, but their stores are spread apart around huge parking lots. So not only do you need a car to get there, but you also need a car to go from one store to the next, a completely car-oriented shopping environment.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Footsteps in cement, from Sarajevo to Bank Street.

When I saw the footsteps (since ineptly "repaired" by Vectren's hired street assassins) ...


 ... in front of Muscle Monkey ...


... I thought about these famous footsteps in cement.


The Sarajevo footsteps were intended by the Yugoslav government to show where Gavrilo Princip stood one hundred years ago (this June 28) when he shot the Archduke Franz Ferdinand. I saw them in 1987. During the Yugoslav civil war in the 1990s, the steps were obliterated by besieged Bosnians.

Princip stood in front of a delicatessen. I have no idea what the steps in front of Muscle Monkey were intended to symbolize, apart from someone like me, pissing on the concept of one-way streets.