Source: The fall of Horton Plaza
It’s an incomplete story, for Mr. Potter’s yarn only carries you up to just after the shopping center opened. How it began it’s disintegration is not covered. That I suspect will be dealt with next week.
But even incomplete you do get a good idea of just why and how it failed, and the fault is in us.
For we like being thoughtlessly optimistic, as witness the brown nosing of Trump by so many today. Or, in the field of blogging, the slobbering now going on over the Gutenberg editor for WordPress5.
At the same time the bigotry against the very poor then rampant didn’t help matters any. Horton Plaza wasn’t an urban shopping mall, it was a suburban shopping mall misplanted in alien ground. It’s a gated community for the hoity toity. And a lot of the praise laid on the thing in my opinion consisted pretty much of a pack of screeching parrots trying to outshout each other. Or peacocks strutting mightily to impress a corpse.
Now I suspect that next week Mr. Potter will finish the story, but I have the feeling that the villain here is going to be the people at Westfield. They’re not the only damn fools gutting American enterprise, but they do make for a fine example of how not to keep your company in business for the long run. No, it’s not the Internet alone that’s killed Horton Plaza, Westfield put a lot of neglect into their role, and all because they aint got the smarts God gave a tazzie.
The Revolution is coming, and it will be events such as the abandonment of Horton Plaza that encourages it.