Showing posts with label neighbourhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label neighbourhood. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Vital Signs in a divided city

It's always interesting to be part of the team that reports for the Toronto Star around the Toronto Foundation's annual Vital Signs report. This year my main mission was to seek out residents from six corners of the city to find people who had vastly different experiences with transit, housing and employment depending on where they lived. In just 100 words each, I tried to provide snapshots illustrating that where one lives dramatically affects how one lives--and vice versa.

I really appreciated how candid some of the interviewees were about their life experiences. A seemingly simple question like, "Tell me about your commute," can reveal many personal challenges and triumphs.
 Where you live affects how you live.
Where you live affects how you live.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Drinking & driving


The LCBO has finally decided where to put its Roncesvalles liquor store. This comes a year--a full year--after they told me that they were close to picking a location. And the new location won't open till next summer. It's great to see how quickly this retail monopoly works.

Now, they could have had a role-model store on Roncey. Something cute, storefront and pedestrian friendly. But no. The LCBO's passion for huge parking lots won out. They're putting it in the the plaza currently shared by the city's saddest Loblaws and a contender for the city's saddest Zellers (the latter category is a very competitive one, I know, thus the qualification). It's a dying plaza. There used to be a dollar store or two there, but they're gone now. It's certainly close to Roncey. It's walkable, yes. But it's really meant for driving to. The LCBO's suburban car-oriented mentality again trumps all other factors.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Must every public space turn into Yonge-Dundas Square?


At the risk of sounding like a grumpy old man, I fired off this letter this morning to the mayor, Toronto's parks department and Councillor Adam Vaughan. What I should have wrote was that I actually enjoy the city's culture of festivals, just not on every square inch of city property.


To Mayor Miller, Councillor Adam Vaughan and the Parks Department,

When HTO Park opened two years ago, I started telling people, “Finally the city gets it. Not every public space has to be overprogrammed. Not every public space has to be full of people selling things. See, they have finally built a public space where you can just sit and talk and read or stare at the water or tan or watch kids play without a constant barrage of commercial messages and programmed activity.”

I spoke too soon.

Over the weekend the Toronto Waterfront Nautical Festival took over HTO park. It totally destroyed the character of the place. Some of the seating had been appropriated for commercial vendors. There was somebody using power tools. There was someone banging metal on an anvil. There was someone shouting about a pirate treasure hunt every five minutes or so. There was Shopsy’s selling BBQ animal parts and drinks. The beer garden—clearly demonstrating this city’s deep abiding love affair with the ugliest kind of temporary fencing—took up a significant chunk of the beach, blaring music at varying volumes throughout the afternoon, powered by a gas or diesel generator. There were 13 non-staff people in the beer garden when I looked, a number dwarfed by the people who were using the park for their own non-festival purposes and who could have certainly lived without the music or the beer garden This was totally a festival without an audience, primarily serving its own participants.

Three questions:
* Is it not possible to provide a public park in this city without filling it up with programming and, worse, obnoxious commercial activity? Is the highest and best use for all our public space always the Yonge-Dundas Square model?
* How much in fees did the city collect renting out HTO to the event organizers and the for-profit businesses who disrupted the vibe of this gem in order to sell their wares?
* Is there some kind of evaluation process that contrasts the city’s material gain (if any) from such events against the degradation of public space and the destruction of “the vibe” citizens have come to expect from a given public space?

Thanks for answering my questions. I’m just wondering, especially following the park’s occupation by Cirque Du Soleil a week earlier (which I had written off as an extra-special occasion), if it’s worth trekking down there any more or recommending HTO to others if loud (and, might I say, badly DJed) music, power tools and retail is now the vision for the park’s use.

Thanks for listening to my complaint and answering my questions.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Overheard in the YMCA lockerroom

Two guys on the opposite side of the bank of lockers, so I can't see them very well. This is slightly condensed with names changed.

Guy #1: Fucking assholes! Douchebag!...(more loud, irrate sputtering).
Guy #2: Don't worry, man, don't worry.
Guy #1: And fucking Gina and fucking Jim! Fuckers! They think I'm on crack again! I'm totally clean! I'm fucking clean, man! And those shitheads think I'm using crack again!
Guy #2: It doesn't matter what people think. It matters if you're using or not. You know you're clean...
Guy #1: I fucking know I'm clean, man. I haven't been this clean in long time. And if I was going to use, I'd be fucking slamming heroine! Crack, no fucking way!
Guy #2: Exactly, exactly, man.
Guy #1: Why would they, why would they? I mean, okay! (Pauses, thinks.) Okay. You know what, I'm off my meds! I stopped taking my fucking medication. Maybe that's their fucking problem!
Guy #2: You seem fine to me, budddy.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Overheard on Dufferin

From a trio of teenage girls leaving the Dufferin Mall:

#1: ....It's all old guys there. If you don't watch out, they'll take your hand and put it on their balls.

#2: And if they find out you're high--oh fuck!

#3: [Nodding head emphatically] Uh-huh, uh-huh!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Recessionary measures


As I was heading to the Dufferin Mall the other day, I thought to myself, "From now on, always see if you can pick something up at Dollarama, if possible, before checking out pricier options." I arrived at Dollarama to find they now had items for $1.25, $1.50 and, gasp, $2. Just when Ontario's lead dollar store should be coming to our rescue, it's sold us down the river.