Our City is celebrating its 250th anniversary this year. That is put into perspective when one sees a 30th generation Japanese rice farmer displaced from ancestral fields by the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear melt.
We don’t have that sort of multi-generational continuity here. We don’t have any 250 year old trees, people get impatient and cut the big ones down. We do have a nuke-u-lar plant the next county over. We care for the parts of our history that don’t interfere with the seamless operation of automobiles.
We are sensitive revisionists, we ask “is the military statuary appropriate?”
We remake the place. We remove the parts that offend. Then we apologize.
Local photographer/professor/writer John Mason posted an informative piece:
“tracing the geneology of stereotypical images — especially photographs — of African suffering, victimhood, and brutality, from the anti-slavery movement of 200 years ago to the blindspots and hubris of Invisible Children.”–JEM
There are a vast number of residential properties around the former Martha Jefferson hospital that were upzoned to B-1. The houses had their yards paved, their trees cut down and their souls replaced by medical tradespeople.
What will be the fate of all those houses?
Some of the houses fared better than others, the trees stayed, the asphalt stayed away. They still feel like residential properties. This man was moving into one of them. Urban pioneer. Eyes on the street. Will the residential life of this neighborhood return?
oaks, east McIntire
The Va Department of Forestry’s seedling store is open. Buy a ten pack, share with your neighbors.
Gray and the Colonel both loved working with nature, in nature, the worse the better. Slash and burn, plant plant plant. Lucky are we to be alive, in the garden.
“Church door close due to Rapture.
Sinners you’re to late.”–Rt 312, eastern NC