Imagine what your life must look like from a distance. You spend a lot of time bizzy and bizzier only to flop down from exhaustion at the end of a week. The minor irritations caused by your family or boss or anyone don’t seem anywhere near as important when you try to explain them to someone who isn’t involved. The small joys you receive from the loves of your life aren’t as important to someone else.
Today is mail day, and we have a special kind of event. Perhaps even a “special” event. This time we visit some old television shows, “The Rockford Files” meets “The Twilight Zone”.
I was watching an old “Rockford Files” DVD from netflix on Sunday, since season 4 only recently came out. In the middle of another wonderful story by Juanita Bartlett, the writer whose pacing and rhythm is matched only by her ability to get into her characters’ skin, I had a thought. It’s been months since I tried to track her down via the internet. Perhaps there is something new.
This is the third in a series on cities in the USofA. I don’t yet know how many there will be total. The first entries can be found here:
It’s one of those great stories that might as well be true. The legend is that General Eisenhower, touring a conquered Germany, saw how efficient the Autobahn was for moving troops and supplies. When he became President of the USofA just 8 years later, he moved to create the same system, to be called “Interstates” over here.
This is the second in a series on cities in the USofA. I don’t yet know how many there will be total. The first entry can be found here:
In the 1960s, many people realized that cities in the USofA were dying. There simply wasn’t any strong purpose for them as we moved from a manufacturing based economy to an economy that � well, I don’t really know what we do most of the time, but we sure don’t make stuff. That process, which accelerated in the 1960s, was one where many neighborhoods were deemed disposable, meaning that the people who lived in them were disposable, too. As these neighborhoods started to look like so much trash chucked out of a car window, gradually entire cities became disposable.
What is the purpose of a city?
I’ve asked this question many times, and I have yet to get a good answer. It’s not a trivial or esoteric thing to ask because as we work to revitalize our cities in the USofA we need to know the economic and social niches we are trying to fill. Without that, we have only bias and boosterism.