Years ago, Spouse got offered a promotion. It was a great opportunity: career advancement, a raise, upskilling... Only problem: it would require us to move to Detroit.
At the time we had been in Chicago for a little over a year and we were both in love (still are! we're simps for this city). It's just a perfect match for our values and our lifestyle: it's beautiful, it's comfortable, it's easy to move around without a car, we have good friends here.
We really didn't want to move. So Spouse rejected the promotion. The company still pushed for it, offered different incentives, Spouse explained moving out of Chicago was a dealbreaker.
So the company invited both of us to Detroit. We would spend a couple of days there, being wined and dined, exploring the city. They would show us around so we could see that Detroit was very similar to Chicago and that we would surely be as happy there as we were here. They arranged for our accommodation and a car rental.
In which they accidentally let the riff-raff into their exclusive club
I think this one often gets lost on people. All the cool elements of a city, the cultural richness, the proximity of things to one another, public transit, gorgeous parks, whatever you want... are only really enabled by many people living in a relatively small area of land. Good cities revel in this quality and were built on it. And to really enjoy a city for what it is, not just the fungible parts that you can find in any other commercial center around any metro, you have to be comfortable dealing with other people.
On the flipside, the modern American suburb is built to give you the illusion of solitude (by putting as many interactions as possible with another human behind the wheel of a car), and we've exaggerated that in a myriad of ways (personal least favorite is 24/7 news creating the perception that outside is more unsafe than ever for kids when it's literally the safest it's ever been) to just remove as many strangers from your life as possible. All while telling you that you still have access to "the good parts of a city" just a "short" car ride (and nightmarish parking situation) away!
The "just walking around" part of Noel's story is so telling. I do the same thing, just go for a walk sometimes to be in the city, be surrounded by it and the people that make it what it is. And someone too poisoned by the suburbs cannot fathom this as a pleasant activity. Surely you just want to be in some expensive commercial venue that filters out people (with cost so often being a proxy for racism) so you have to put up with fewer of them, because who wants to be around other people? Who wants to be present in public spaces? Hell, who wants to walk anywhere, that's for the poors, what if someone recognizes you? What if someone thinks you're willingly being around the masses?




