I Don’t Think This Is What Horace Greeley Meant
It’s a sad day, folks:
This has been a long time coming, but it doesn’t make it any easier. There’s so much I love about my city — the multiculturalism, the culinary adventures, the warmth and acceptance of the residents – but this is not one of them. Houston should be ashamed of itself, as should Weingarten Realty, for continuing to abide by the destruction of what little history we have left. This is a moot point, of course, since Houston’s entire attitude of “manifest real estate destiny” and “go big or go home,” combined with a complete lack of zoning, makes it nearly impossible to save or protect any historical buildings or sites.
But that doesn’t mean that we can’t keep hoping and striving for a change of heart; that is, if Houston still has one after all of this is over. On second thought, this proves that it doesn’t. A sad day, indeed.
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You’re currently reading “I Don’t Think This Is What Horace Greeley Meant,” an entry on Chelsea Hotel No. 2
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- 9.4.07 / 12pm
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- Houston, current events, vituperation
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