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11/14/2002 -
Today an article was released in the Times Ledger, a newspaper local to various neighborhoods in Queens and Nassau Counties, New York.
It is linked to below and centers around an effort by certain groups to refurbish the physical plant that is the Jamaica Avenue/Jericho Turnpike
corridor stretching from Bellerose to Floral Park on the Queens-Nassau borderline.
I was approached by the reporter, Joe Whalen, who was put in touch with me by my friend Kevin Walsh (www.forgotten-ny.com).
He was doing a story on these plans, the centerpiece of which were the installation of new retro-style faux cast-iron lampposts.
Clearly, Mr. Whalen expected me to give a glowing appraisal of the project, since I am known, as he wrote, as being a streetlight
aficionado.
Little did he realize what I was about to tell him.
First, let me acknowledge right now that I am basically a fairly lazy person. Although I hold strong opinions about a lot of issues,
I just don't have the patience to write letters to the editors of papers, or to elected officials.
Like so many others, I'll bitch and complain, but ultimately not get much more involved on an issue except for occasional comments seen on some of my scattered website pages,
such as my ambivalence towards the Van Wyck corridor Skytrain.
I'm deeply indebted, therefore, to Joe Whalen, and The Times Ledger, for affording me the rare chance to both solicit, and to air my views on a matter that I think has finally got to be addressed in my city.
Ever since I first noticed them in Jackson Heights, just off Roosevelt Avenue, in the early 1980's, my city has been deluged by a flood of
retro-style lampposts, aluminum castings based on cast-iron designs that once dominated the streets here until wholesale replacement of them occurred
in the 1950's and 1960's.
At first it was cute. The real estate mogul Helmsleys really began the craze in the late 1970's when they circled one of their midtown hotels with
freshly cast "Bishop Crooks", also known as bishop creeks by some, the classic candy cane shaped poles with pendant type fixtures hanging down from their "handles",
variants of which lined streets around the world throughout the 20th century. They could be seen even amidst horrific scenes during WWII, in Berlin, Warsaw, etc.
It began innocently enough with the aluminum "crooks", but 20 years after this mania to bring back the past began, I've begun to wonder
what role some flesh and blood crooks might have had, and continue to have, in the "crook" invasion.
At this point, nearly every important street in Manhattan, and many more from Brooklyn, Queens and the Bronx, have had their monotonous, but serviceable and efficient modern steel and aluminum
lampposts ripped down, to be replaced with retros. Many of these duplicate with fair fidelity the classic patterns of the long departed cast-irons.
Many more, however,
are nothing more than simple standard steel hex poles with fancy trimmings attached, as on Brooklyn's Eastern Pkwy, or bizarre pseudo-retro monstrosities, such as now line Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn,
Main Street in Flushing and the worst of all, 14th Street in Manhattan.
Now anything good is good only up to a point. Simple economic curves familiar to every college student tell you that sooner or later,
everything reaches a point of diminishing returns. First it was one hotel, then a few scattered shopping districts, then lower Manhattan, then 6th Avenue, then the public library, then the pseudo monsters already described, then
Columbus Avenue, and so on and so forth, ad infinitem, ad nauseum.
All this time, I never knew, and still don't know in each case, exactly who was paying for these replacements. I always hoped it was private money, from merchant organizations or community groups and the like.
I loved the few surviving original poles, but had never really shown much interest in the retros. I didn't totally dislike them, but the idea would never have appealed to me enough for
me to want my tax dollars spent on them.
Well, now I know that it is my tax money, and the tax money paid by all New Yorkers, city and state, that pay for this garbage, and I don't like it.
New York City is essentially broke right now. Our Mayor says taxes are going up. Home owners in NYC, many of whom are struggling mid to lower middle class, in neighborhoods like those surrounding Bellerose,
may see their tax bills go up by 25%, a staggering amount if they are already wondering where their next mortgage, car or tuition payments will come from,
let alone their normal tax bills as they currently stand, not to mention food, clothing and utilities. To allocate over HALF A MILLION DOLLARS to
replace perfectly good streetlighting just so a few store owners and commercial landlords can increase their property values is sickening, unconscionable and criminal!
We have hundreds of homeless families, not just winos and junkies, but helpless children, sleeping on the floor of the city shelter system intake center in the Bronx, because there's no place the city has available to send them.
Those it does find space for, it warehouses in homeless shelters that Charles Dickens would find familiar, and somehow the city finds thousands of dollars per family to lavish
on the owners and operators of these "hotels", these disgusting hotel hells, that have cost me my respect for The Salvation Army, a "charity" that "runs" one of
the newest, and possibly the worst of them all, in a bankrupt Best Western near Kennedy Airport, mere miles from where lampposts will take priority over getting these unfortunate children, HUNDREDS of whom are corralled in this shelter,
into their own homes in normal apartments.
WHERE THE GODDAMNED HELL ARE OUR PRIORITIES?
State Senator Frank Padavan was among the boosters of this lighting project, and the obscene public funds grant that was given away to
the merchants and landlords of Jericho Turnpike, and I call on him to reverse his position and seek revocation of this grant. I also want an end to all publicly funded streetlight replacement
that is done merely for aesthetics and not for the pure purpose of improving the lighting efficiency or mechanics.
I want to see an investigation of all contracts, past and present, involving these streetlight replacements, and of the public officials
who jumped on the bandwagon pushing for these projects.
The scant handful of honest to goodness cast-iron survivors were enough for me. I don't need the retros and neither do the taxpayers,
the renters, the homeowners, the homeless and the city.
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