Why I hate OB-cities
CITY HATE LIST
- I hate cities of thundering freeways, roaring bypasses, spaghetti junctions, brutally bare concrete overpasses, and gloomily dank pedestrian underpasses stinking in equal measure of urine and fear.
- I hate cities with their untidy chaotic streetscapes littered with poles, bollards, traffic lights, flashing lights, warning signs, direction signs, road-signs, street lights, parking meters, speed-humps, traffic circles, white lines, yellow lines, red lines, broken lines, double lines, zig-zag lines, chequered box junctions, central reservations.
- I hate cities of endless Car Yards, Strip-malls, Big-Box discount stores, and Franchise Food McShacks, all surrounded by vast expanses of tarmac parking lots and overflowing waste bins.
- I hate run-down “high-streets” of shuttered shops, take-away food shops, charity shops, betting shops, nail-bars, and pavements spattered with litter and gum splodges, etc.
- I hate cities where peace is disturbed by screeching tyres, honking horns, maxi-decibel boom boxes, slamming car doors, wailing emergency vehicles, raucous motorbikes, shrill burglar alarms, or home-renovators with noisy drills and hammers.
- I hate cities where I have to waste hours every day in traffic congested streets in order to get to work or shops or to visit friends.
- I hate cities populated with rough sleepers, foul-mouthed yobbos, and scruffily-dressed slobbos.
- I hate cities where I am constantly harassed by beggars, big-issue sellers, assorted touts and drunken louts.
- I hate the cheerless role of ‘designated driver’ imposed by fear of the breathalyzer.
- I hate high walls, razor wire, electric fences, boom gates, or security alarms.
- I hate communities of absentee-owner holiday homes
- I hate faceless bureaucrats imposing endless nanny-state regulations
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