‘A monster crawls into the city’ – an urban fairytale by Saskia Sassen
By Saskia Sassen
After she recently likened the growth of modern cities to a monster devouring traditional neighbourhoods, we challenged Saskia Sassen and her son, artist Hilary Koob-Sassen, to turn this nightmarish vision into an urban fairytale…
Once upon a time, a very long time ago, a settlement was born by a river, and they called it something unpronounceable. When the Romans came, they called it Londinium. Kings and queens and dukes and other powerhouses flocked to this city by the river.
Across the decades and the centuries, all these powerful kings and queens and dukes – and ever-bigger companies and banks and funds – rose and fell. They are all dead now. But the city where they lived is still alive, after 2,000 years of moving through history; looking forward with the will to live.
And a legend arose that what kept the city alive through good times and bad was not the palaces but the neighbourhoods or the boroughs, as the old name has it. Most of the people in the city were not rich or powerful but they were good at making neighbourhoods – with lots of small shops, churches, theatres, and craftspeople working in metal and wood and many other materials.
There was also a high street in each of these neighbourhoods. They weren’t high really, but they gave you a high – all those little shops and pubs; all those people going in and out. Each neighbourhood was different, but together they made a sort of urban tissue, a bit like coral reef.
One day, a visitor arrived from a faraway city in China – Shanghai, on the Yangtze River. He spent a lot of time answering questions about how to pronounce Yangtze. He looked very grand.
And in a very grave voice, he told the people of London a tale of strange happenings in Shanghai. At first these happenings sounded enchanting, magical. Shanghai had exploded into what looked like fireworks of buildings: all different, but all tall and grand.
Then, however, it became a little scary: “We had lived for a very long time in dense, lively neighbourhoods. They were mostly poor, but still, life was not too bad in Shanghai.”
The visitor continued: “It all changed when the destructions began. Some of our neighbourhoods were flattened with huge machines. ‘Why?’ we asked. We found out the hard way. It was to make room for more and more very tall buildings. As this went on, it meant that many of us had to leave our homes and neighbourhoods: millions of us were pushed to the faraway edges of the city.
“From a distance,” said the man, “if you did not know that this had happened to so many of us, Shanghai looked beautiful and very impressive, with all those tall towers. But we, the people of Shanghai’s neighbourhoods, knew the other side of the story.”
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