Dear me. It’s been awhile.
I’m in Vancouver, enjoying the late summer breeze and cheap sushi. It’s a fine place to be. One of the better places to be this time of year, perhaps. But the best place on Earth?
Behold the new British Columbia license plate. I thought it was a vanity plate at first, but it’s actually being distributed as a regular plate, albeit as a “special edition” until the 2010 Winter Olympics (which will be here in Vancouver). After the Olympics, BC will presumably revert to being merely Beautiful, rather than The Best Place on Earth.
It’s my current plan to move back to Vancouver after my jaunt in England finishes next year, but I found myself explaining to someone yesterday why part of me isn’t that enthusiastic about it. Vancouver is at turns pretentious, smug and unfriendly. It’s difficult to make friends here. It’s also phenomenally more expensive than when I last lived here, 10 years ago — Vancouver increasingly feels to me like a city for rich people only. There is also a dominant obsession with “lifestyle” rather than plain old “life” that is evident in the clothes many people wear and the cars they drive.
That trend is also evident in the breakdown of good citizenship. Voter turnout at the last municipal election was below one-third. In other words, the government that affects the daily lives of its citizens the most is the one people feel the least connected to. Meanwhile, there’s this staggering city homelessness problem that everyone in government knows about, but nobody seems to want or care to fix. The disparity of the poor here is shocking and embarrassing, especially when contrasted with the extreme wealth of so many. But affordable housing is non-existent. City hall, with the provincial government’s blessing, has broken agreements that were in place to build more social housing before the Olympics. Why? Social housing isn’t profitable for developers or for the city tax base. Rich people don’t want poor people as neighbours. The agreements were actually part of the winning bid to host the Games, but there is no mechanism in place to hold anyone accountable except these elections where nobody votes.
I love this city but it breaks my heart to see it failing in so many ways. Then again, maybe I’m just grumpy from the smell of garbage and the fruit flies everywhere. There is currently a civic strike, you see, which means municipal services like garbage collection have been halted. Parking enforcement is, of course, considered essential so that’s what the management are busy doing. And the people at the bargaining table have nothing to say to each other — they’re not even negotiating. I can’t even tell if its about money — it seems to be more about egos. Yes, it’s The Best Place on Earth Without Garbage Collection.
British Columbia is more than Vancouver of course, but a license plate like that could only have been imagined by people from this city who delude themselves at how wonderful things are.
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