![]() ![]() Over their comically corrupt politics, goofball racial agitators, and the parade of black and brown suspects into the back of squad cars. In front of the late TV news we shake our heads in disgust The cities satisfy America's craving for drugs, cheap labor, and expensive entertainment. Violent young men commit random acts of mayhem. In the city, the kids don't learn to read and still want more and more of our taxes to pay for their crumbling buildings, and to pay the salaries of the members of the When you talk about the city, the conversation ends with an exasperated litany. We head home: to a place where we can choose our neighbors. We feel a mixture of sadness, nostalgia, and relief when we take that final turn and swing onto the freeway entrance ramp. ![]() We remember a million years in ten millionĬhildhoods. ![]() We listen to their symphonies and regret that long drive home. We eat in their restaurants, wondering if the car is safe. Living off their hardworking American host. Perhaps you've heard a recent speaker of the House denounce the cities as parasitic bodies Or maybe you've heard of chocolate cities and vanilla suburbs. You've heard of cities as the hole in the doughnut. The whispers rasped over a million dinner tables and the numbers were crunched over a thousand conference tables as another family decided, "That's enough," and cities continued to slide down the population tables. What We Lost in the Great Suburban Migration, 1966-1999 ![]()
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