The Irony of Progress
SelectedShake hands, pose for the press, cut the ribbon.
Nature was coming closer to the city, but 948 healthy trees had to be cut down. Satisfied with our work, we got into our luxury cars and headed to our countryside villas.
The beloved public space will now turn into a wasteland of dust and construction machinery. Pedestrian paths will become obstacle courses, nearly impossible to traverse—even for people without mobility challenges.
Elderly people, parents with strollers or people with disabilities should probably just stay home. When finished, the new development will present modern designs full of hostility and a sterile environment devoid of character. Congratulations, you’ve been excluded from where you live.
Worry not.
In two years, we will be finished and you can enjoy your newly developed public space.
We missed the deadline but just give us two more years.
And then, perhaps, two more…