This poem describes a very visceral experience I had to reconcile how fragile my own stage of privilege was. The poem captures a hypothetical where a lady notices poverty, between the alleyways, the exact moment her own privilege is realized, causing her to scurry away in guilt. Alleyways, for me, represent a darker side to the urban environments - as places where things happen in the shadows. It occupies a particular space within popular urban colloquialism as being dark and seedy.
Category: Development
#71 Prose:”PNG has town planners???”
He walked in ahead of me, shook hands, and wrapped himself into of those large meeting seats that sat around the conference table that took up too much space in the small room. I took in the room. It was small but it was designed to impress, and impress it did. Their time in the … Continue reading #71 Prose:”PNG has town planners???”
#69: Poem – Stories In Planning
History is built on stories. Our stories connect us to place. As planners, we need to understand these stories, if we do not, we risk employing objectively desensitised approaches to placemaking.
#67 Transforming the Face of Port Moresby
The once derelict Downtown of Port Moresby is changing quickly.
#64. Basket and House: How I think of Economies.
People often talk about the economy like it is one large basket where we all dip into and take out off. If it’s empty we all suffer and if it is full we all benefit. Well, I’d argue this is a rather narrow conception of the economy.
#63: Walking the Tropics is not at all pleasant.
I’ll enjoy driving my car in the tropics, even through I know it will be the death of me. At least I can get from my deathbed in the suburbs to the work fields without breaking a sweat while I am still alive.
#58 Dear Pom Siti Road Vendors
Originally Published on Twitter: Dear Pom Siti Road Vendors, Thank you for the smuk na buai. The kulau. The galip nut. Na peanut. Thank you for the deer antler. The Nius-Pepa na GoGo Cola. The 6 ft mirror. Steering wheel cover, Dark Specs na Air Freshner. Always and forever, Stuck'n Traphic
#57: My Inquisitive Cuz’n: Australia cracked a joke, and all I heard was a cough.
Narrative. I talk to my cuz'n about why Australia is feeling a bit irked by the influence of China in the region.
Feature Article: When the walls falls.
The world we live in is changing. The Fox-Murdoch and Westfield-Lowy empire tossing in the flag is acknowledgment of this rising tide. This was a piece in thr SMH that caught my attention.
Part2/2: Ptsh. F*#% Off mate. “Parking might not be as important to restaurants.”
A recent report claimed that car parking was not as important to restaurants as their owners might have thought, but I beg to differ and take it with a grain of salt.