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looked suburban, but developed. I still would have rather lived in the "city" if i were going to school down there.. keep in mind that when i say unimpressed i dont necessarily mean bad. just not impressed.
bowesst said:Secondly, Patrick, I'm really not trying to be a jerk but if you don't know the difference between Roxbury and West Roxbury and you got lost in Dorchester on your way to Boston from Brookline/West Roxbury , you may not be too qualified to judge the "urbanness" of these neighborhoods. Drive west on Beacon Street from Kenmore square and without looking at any signs, tell me where you think Boston ends. You'd be driving for a while.
Patrick said:bowesst said:Secondly, Patrick, I'm really not trying to be a jerk but if you don't know the difference between Roxbury and West Roxbury and you got lost in Dorchester on your way to Boston from Brookline/West Roxbury , you may not be too qualified to judge the "urbanness" of these neighborhoods. Drive west on Beacon Street from Kenmore square and without looking at any signs, tell me where you think Boston ends. You'd be driving for a while.
You are quite right, good point. Forgive me for "passing judgment" on these neighborhoods and towns. What I really meant to do was convey my perception of them from my limited experience, hoping that in doing so it would be validated or broken down (it has been broken down). Thanks for the info.
bowesst said:Firstly the dissing of West Roxbury. People have called it boring several times. Why? Personally I find JP boring and very overrated but wouldn't just throw that out there in a discussion about JP because I've never lived there. Despite having walked and driven around the neighborhood numerous times, my perception of JP is drastically different than that of someone who has lived there. Also I don't really find West Roxbury that suburban. Sure some parts of it are (towards Dedham) but It also shares a border with Roslindale and there are alot of interesting "mini-neighborhoods" and more urban feeling areas in that section. If you looked hard enough I think you could probably find suburban looking areas in almost every Boston neighborhood. You're right though, some do have more than others.
bowesst said:Patrick said:bowesst said:Secondly, Patrick, I'm really not trying to be a jerk but if you don't know the difference between Roxbury and West Roxbury and you got lost in Dorchester on your way to Boston from Brookline/West Roxbury , you may not be too qualified to judge the "urbanness" of these neighborhoods. Drive west on Beacon Street from Kenmore square and without looking at any signs, tell me where you think Boston ends. You'd be driving for a while.
You are quite right, good point. Forgive me for "passing judgment" on these neighborhoods and towns. What I really meant to do was convey my perception of them from my limited experience, hoping that in doing so it would be validated or broken down (it has been broken down). Thanks for the info.
Brookline is strange because it blends with Boston so well but at the same time it definitely has its own identity. I've always wondered how different Brookline would be had it been annexed by the city. Would it have changed or pretty much stayed the same?
statler said:I spent the first 22 years of my life living in Westie. Went to school at the Patrick Lyndon, then Holy Name, then CM. The only part of West Roxbury that could be described as urban is Centre St. Somehow The Corrib, The West Roxbury Pub and West (nee Buck Mullian's nee Charlie's) don't make for an overly active nightlife. The rest of Centre rolls up the sidewalk around nine pm (unless you count Roche Bros or CVS). During the daytime it can be quite active, and there are thankfully very few parking lots, but it's very long and stretched out, so always seems kind of dead. (Except during Sidewalk Sales Day -Woo-Hoo!) The only T access is a few commuter rail stops on the Needham Line and a couple of bus routes. The fact is, WR is 90% suburbia. Which is fine but it's probably the most suburban part of Boston. The are very few apartment buildings and mostly single family homes (see the .PDF).
Sorry, unless it's changed drastically in the past 3 years West Roxbury is quite dull.
EDIT: Ok, compared to the Southeast, West Roxbury could appear 'urban' I guess.
I was going to mention HP. It's right up there but Cleary Square always struck as more urban than Centre St. Maybe it's just more run down. :?bowesst said:I don't know, you don't think parts of Hyde Park are more suburban? Like Readville? I suppose they're about the same.
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statler said:I was going to mention HP. It's right up there but Cleary Square always struck as more urban than Centre St. Maybe it's just more run down. :?bowesst said:I don't know, you don't think parts of Hyde Park are more suburban? Like Readville? I suppose they're about the same.
LinkThe Weekly Dig said:Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
* by Joe Keohane
* Issue 8.34
* Wed, August 23, 2006
There?s a book called The Geography of Nowhere, by James Howard Kunstler. It?s about how ultra-consumerism, suburban sprawl and bad development have turned America into ?a nation of overfed clowns living in a hostile cartoon environment,? and as I sat eating a disgusting hamburger in a Ruby Tuesday in an enormous godforsaken suburban Connecticut shopping mall, the following passage kept popping into my head:
?Indeed, [during the late-?50s suburban boom] the relentless expansion of consumer goodies became increasingly identified with our national character as the American Way of Life. Yet not everyone failed to notice that the end product of all this furious commerce-for-its-own-sake was a trashy and preposterous human habitat with no future.?
The lady and I were on our way to NYC when we pulled off the highway to grab a bite to eat at this mall, assuming it must have a Bertucci?s, or some other middling-but-edible alternative. Turns out it had a Bennigan?s and a Ruby Tuesday. We went to Ruby Tuesday, and took a seat by the window. It overlooked the middle of the mall. There was a plastic playground there, a bunch of fake trees and several benches, on which exurban parents suffering from varying degrees of soul death sat idly as their fat children played in the closest thing the town had to a common space. (Ruby Tuesday also had an ?outdoor? seating area, which also overlooked the mall, only without windows.)
We ordered two bowls of chicken chili (gravy with things in it) and a plate of ?mini? hamburgers. (The waitress remarked ?Is that all?? as if four McDonald?s-sized burgers knitted together at the buns was something only infants could possibly be satisfied by.) I went to the men?s room, and as I came back, some woman grabbed my arm and snapped, ?Can we get some forks, please?!? I looked at her and her brood of greasy meat-balloon kids in disbelief, wrenched my arm away and said, ?Lady, my god, I don?t work here.?
?What?!? she snapped, like that was beside the point.
The next day, at the PS1 museum in Queens, doubled over from whatever Ruby Tuesday had done to my stomach, my thoughts moved toward the whole notion of urban elitists, specifically how I am the biggest one ever, and, at the risk of offending ?ordinary Americans,? how endlessly grateful I am for it.
KEOHANE@WEEKLYDIG.COM