In Defense of Sidewalks
<p>Ifyou want to get a sense of life in a city, take a walk. Look down, what do you see? Gum, stuck to the bottom of your shoe? Probable. Fresh pile of dog shit? Likely. Inexplicable sock? Present.</p>
<p>What do all these discarded items represent, I asked myself on my most recent venture outside. Do they demonstrate the callous nature of humans? Is that caca on my shoe a sign of my neighbor’s wanton disregard of my right to stroll unencumbered by concerns of what I might tread on?</p>
<p>I don’t think so. These elements, which are common to nearly all cities, give natives a shared cause, a common enemy if you will. However, a city is not defined, not even in part, by its eyesores from which we avert our gaze as we pass. Rather, by the interactions and exchanges that take place in that public, albeit ill-treated, space.</p>
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