Above: Boston City Hall, “the callous abomination” as per Paul Joseph Watson.
He’s talking (generally) about the defacement of British cities, of course, but the shoe fits 99% of Vancouver architecture as well:
I shit you not, that photo comes from an article on the “finest” of new Vancouver architecture.
LOL… I guess in the sense of “less ugly than Simon Fraser University’s Stalinist beige concrete blocks” but by that standard most prisons are also fine architecture.
Note: I grew up in Richmond, BC. As a kid we had wide open vistas framed by the North Shore and Cascade mountains right from the end of the driveway past the trees. Now at the end of the driveway of the house I grew up in, the mountains are obliterated by hideous condo towers and on the property itself, the views are of condos and townhouses.
So glad I moved somewhere more rural. I got my mountain view back from the end of the driveway, and on the property, the only thing hiding the mountains are the trees.
The nice thing about moving to the far fringes of a small backwater town where the principal industry is a pulp mill is that no one has the money to buy such, er, “taste” and if they do want dreary industrial chic, they can just follow the belching smoke to its source and get their fill of ugly utilitarianism. And the mill has kindly left a perimeter strip of forest surrounding their property so you only see it down its driveway.
Because they have the decency to know their building is butt-ugly and therefore to hide it somewhat, as opposed to all that brutalist architecture that can’t abide a single tree for fear of someone not having to look at it.
Perhaps one day when the stinky mill closes and gets replaced with a tacky casino/golf resort we’ll be blessed by such architectural excellence, but I still won’t have to see it thanks to the above-mentioned trees.
Related: Roger Scruton in an old BBC documentary called “Why Beauty Matters”: