Monday, March 26, 2018

Can You Have A Neighborhood When It's Just A Place Where Everybody is Just Flying In And Out?

Which only serves to beg the more fundamental question:

Can you have any sense of neighborhood at all when it is an ever more cold, and calculating set of market made values (turning more and more into electrically established algorithms running beyond all human consideration, or norms) that determine all of the things we do? Can you keep any sense of what we used to mean as human in such a "not really living" nightmare?

I don't think so, but then I'm just a crazy old dreamer.


What happens when tourists replace long-term residents?