Yule Heibel on 2008-10-06
Toronto and Victoria sound more and more like close, like-minded and similarly afflicted, siblings. In spirit, and in fact.
Ever since my "corner-making"/proxemics article for FOCUS, I've been meaning to write an article about the dismal unavailability of seating in Victoria's downtown. We seem more concerned with making it impossible for homeless people to sit down or sleep on benches than making it possible for housed people to take a rest. The streets are unfriendly and cheerless in that regard, and it doesn't matter how many flower baskets the city hangs up.
MORE BENCHES, please!
It's not that the city is so much greener than others; the difference lies in the ease with which it can be inhabited.
What does that mean? Well, to begin with, benches – and lots of them.
Simply put, benches allow us to inhabit a city. They help transform a place into a destination. They tell us we're welcome and give us a chance to be spectators as well as participants.
Here in Toronto, it seems benches are regarded with suspicion; perhaps our attitudes are vestiges of a time when this was a city that associated sitting and relaxing with slothfulness and indolence. To sit is to loiter. Even now, there are plenty of signs reminding us that loitering is forbidden. The devil makes work for idle hands, and, in Toronto, idle feet.
And you'd think Toronto, which likes to make a big deal of its commitment to pedestrianism, would latch on to the bench. In the grand scheme of things, benches offer a cheap and easy way to demonstrate its seriousness about getting people to walk.
But the culture of official Toronto is one of fear and loathing. From the bureaucratic point of view, benches are risky business. They attract the homeless, drunks, drug addicts, and worst of all, skateboarders. They are dirty, dangerous and, well, to be avoided.
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Ever since my "corner-making"/proxemics article for FOCUS, I've been meaning to write an article about the dismal unavailability of seating in Victoria's downtown. We seem more concerned with making it impossible for homeless people to sit down or sleep on benches than making it possible for housed people to take a rest. The streets are unfriendly and cheerless in that regard, and it doesn't matter how many flower baskets the city hangs up.
MORE BENCHES, please!
It's not that the city is so much greener than others; the difference lies in the ease with which it can be inhabited.
What does that mean? Well, to begin with, benches – and lots of them.
Yule Heibel on 2008-10-06
Toronto and Victoria sound more and more like close, like-minded and similarly afflicted, siblings. In spirit, and in fact.
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