The soul of Seattle: Riots and rabid left-wing lunatics aren't the only thing plaguing this once livable city

If you've spent any time in Seattle, and I have over the past three decades, you will notice that something strange has occurred. I don't mean the socialist idiot city councilwoman Kshama Sawant and her raving minions. Nor is it the entire city council that echoes the latest and most progressive progressions of the progressed. Neither is it the homeless encampments defiling a once beautiful, clean cityscape with their needles, trash, and turds. No, this is much more subtle until it hits your cognitive center like a Tesla running out of juice before you get to your destination with no charging stations nearby.

Seattle has become the center of the Ugly School of Architecture and Design (USAD). Look around! Square silos are popping up everywhere like crystallized mushrooms after a rain. They exemplify the Euro-trash look. Fifty shades of gray or black, with matching interiors that might, if you are lucky, have one spot of color. But even then, it is some ghastly orange tone that clashes with everything unless you are a Denver Broncos fan. These angular atrocities are attached to each other in massive blocks or detached with a token yard often covered with astro-turf to mimic a lawn without the bother of caring for something living. However, it is a sufficiently sterile place for pets to poop, which is then plastic-bagged for disposal by the attending human. How we have evolved!

Construction cranes are everywhere. They litter the skyline like an angry mob of robots excreting their newest geometric excreta programmed by the USAD squadrons of progressive planners and architects littering the city with their trendy warrens for the techie robots seeking housing and authenticity. And look at these humanoids closely.

Predicted back in the 60s.

Commies luv ugly ass square block anthills. The outer ring neighborhoods of Moscow have hundreds of these buildings. Nowadays they rent for next to nothing since nobody wants to live in them.

Seattle will end up bulldozing the cute Queen Anne victorians and plopping hard boxes in their place.

Good job, dolts.

A requiem for the Seattle skyline:

Digging for gold in my neighborhood
Where all the old buildings stood
And they keep digging it down and down
So that the cars can live underground
The swinging of a wrecking ball
Through these lath and plaster walls
Is letting all the shadows free
The ones I wish still followed me

Youtube: Death Cab for Cutie - "Gold Rush"

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