Downtown Blogger Vows to Never Live Downtown Again

Lindsay works for the Los Angeles Times. She lives in Downtown Los Angeles. Her blog is called Downtown L.A. (is Looking Up).

And she doesn’t want to live there anymore.

Yesterday, in the early evening, I saw a man hunched over facing the building *I live in* smoking crack. I turned the corner and passed the security guard to go back upstairs to our loft world.

Around 5:30pm one day last week, I made eye contact with a man urinating on my street.

Is Downtown Los Angeles having a nasty relapse? Discuss.

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14 Replies to “Downtown Blogger Vows to Never Live Downtown Again”

  1. Can you call it a relapse if it’s never stopped? On the surface I just want to shrug my shoulders and point out that the elements purportedly driving the young lady out of the downtown she moved into a short while ago have been there long before she was born.

    The irony is that she isn’t blindly unaware to the entrenched destitution and deviant behavior as evidenced by a number of compelling profiles of homeless people she’s interviewed.

  2. Yeah, it’s not a relapse: it’s the inevitable result that comes when civilization encroaches upon a wilderness habitat. Suburbanites get bears in their backyard, loftdwellers get crack-smokin’ spazzes in their foyer. I know it’s a bummer, but downtowners *can* work together to improve the neighborhood and help put a human face on the scary homeless.

    That said, I know how the ickiness adds up after a while to the point that you just don’t want to deal with the nasty side of humanity; you just want to escape and be in a nicer, safer place where people are kind and not frightening. And I understand. It makes sense.

  3. haha relapse :) I’m surprised she didnt stumble across someone masturbating while smoking crack. The only hope for downtown is gentrification because as long as most of the locals have underground parking they wont bother. I say enjoy it now because eventually it will be on the other extreme end and you will miss the smell of pee.

  4. boo Hoo, Its an URBAN ENVIRONMENT. Why dont you bring Guliani down and have him just disney-wash the whole place. What about a big opera house! Oh wait…

  5. Those who can’t tell the difference between a homeless person (usually harmless) and a junkie (generally not homeless), should not live downtown.

  6. She must have forgot, these people were there before she moved in,
    and they will be there when she decides to leave. It’s Downtown L.A.
    not Simi valley.

  7. She should leave. I cannot get over the naiveté of some people. Carry on with caution. You wear flip flops and you just might step on a syringe – Downtown is no joke; in it’s current state, it is still just a painted rust covered playground.

  8. Time for the ad accountant at the L.A. Times to get back to her cushy OC. (I lived there for a while in the 1980s and very early 1990s, and started what would be a 15-year run of magazine publishing the same year this poor girl was born, so I know a good bit about Orange County—and her mindset was why I departed.) This is what happens when the novelty of making fun of less fortunate folk wears off, and the reality that was always there pours into one’s formerly sheltered “life.”

    Lastly, as it will be no less difficult to make downtown L.A. into a city, the last thing desired here are naive thrill-seekers who are still so wet behind the ears as to start bawling the first time they get their ears figuratively boxed. It was the NIMBY demeanour that created the holding pen that is Skid Row and downtown in general, by pushing the undesirables into downtown over the last several decades. Now the bored suburbanites want to come back and reclaim what previous generations abandoned.

    Begone back to your land of arrested development.

  9. “Just stfu about the damned times. I’m tired of all these wimps taking pot shots at the times.”
    Indeed. If only the L.A. Times made its readers get their own Crayons rather than provide all manner of outrageous colours in the plate alone, it might again have readers who could take the 1/10th of a second to spell out L.A. Times, or at least capitalise “Times.”
    But what does one expect when from a metropolitan daily that runs about how a defaced bumper stickers became the catalyst for a paradigm shift in personal perspective?

  10. “Just stfu about the damned times. I’m tired of all these wimps taking pot shots at the times.”
    Indeed. If only the L.A. Times made its readers get their own Crayons rather than provide all manner of outrageous colours in the plate alone, it might again have readers who could take the 1/10th of a second to spell out L.A. Times, or at least capitalise “Times.”
    But what does one expect when from a metropolitan daily that runs about how a defaced bumper stickers became the catalyst for a paradigm shift in personal perspective?

  11. Damn. I just cannot get the hang of HTML and new media, I suppose. The second post (above) is relatively correct, although a phrase was extracted in my attempt to link the “opinion piece.”
    I suppose new tricks are foolish for this olde dog to attempt. . .

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