Jane Jacobs: A fearless clarity

by Glen Murray

Toronto Star, April 27, 2006

"Until lately the best thing that I was able to say in favour of civilization, apart from blind acceptance of the order of the universe, was that it made possible the artist, the poet, the philosopher and the man of science."

These words by Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. open Jane Jacobs' seminal book The Death and Life of Great American Cities.

Jacobs saw the wealth and creativity that cities generate as the underpinning of our economy and civil society.

Holmes goes on to suggest that civilization demands more of us and its greatest gift lies in its complexity.

Jane found the adventure of life described in Holmes's words compelling. Her adventure was extraordinary and she forever changed many of us in her living and telling of it.

Her intent in writing her first book was clearly stated in the first line: "This book is an attack on current city planning."

The planning she attacked sprang from "... a mind seeing only disorder where a most intricate and unique order exists; the same kind of mind that sees only disorder in the life of city streets, and itches to erase it, standardize it, suburbanize it."

She wrote about ordinary things. About why some slums stay slums and others renew themselves. Why some streets are safe and others not. She experienced the urban environment and absorbed it.

She had no peer in her ability to synthesize the complexity of urban relationships, and to translate the authentic and organic nature of neighbourhoods into teachable principals of real city planning. She described the "jobs" neighbourhoods and cities do.

As Toronto claims this year as a cultural renaissance by investments in massive additions to high cultural institutions, we might want to think soberly about the lived culture of our city in the way Jane wrote of it.

We need to remember that our parks, libraries and neighbourhood main streets are vital cultural institutions that are also desperately in need of a renaissance.

We could put more effort into preserving the unique neighbourhoods we have and building the principals that made them work into the new ones that are being mass produced every year.

Her final tome, Dark Age Ahead, is warning us that we are on a road to a cultural dead end and that we have started to abandon science when it is critical to our survival.

She points out the disconnection of knowledge from practice that has resulted in highways choked with stagnant traffic and an overheating planet. Her words are more resonant now than ever before.

Jane saw the world with greater clarity than anyone else I have ever met. She was fearless and she did not believe all change was necessarily good.

I will never forget Jane leaving her walker behind to climb the narrow winding staircase that led to a small room and a little typewriter.

She said to me she thought the Internet was full of junk and no substitute for a good library and that computers were a poor substitute for a good typewriter.

While this may create an impression that she was romantically attached to notions of the past, few could expound more comprehensively on the cultural implications of a mass standardization of our culture and the substitution of credentials for education.

Jane chose to quote Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.'s March 7, 1900, speech to a bar association meeting in Boston to frame her first great work. She cherished those words and indeed his conclusion to that speech is a good measure of her life:

"Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have enough of it.

"I will add but a word. We are all very near despair. The sheathing that floats us over its waves is compounded of hope, faith in the unexplainable worth and sure issue of effort, and the deep subconscious content which comes from the exercise of our powers."

Jane's life was intense, complex and as full and rich as the cities she loved. She was both an optimist and a skeptic who for many of us was the sheathing that floated us over the waves of despair.

I feel the best celebration of her life is for us to reaffirm our commitment to the value of the effort even in the face of great odds.

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	Jane Jacobs: A fearless clarity by Glen Murray Toronto Star, April 27, 2006 "Until lately the best thing that I was able to say in favour of civilization, apart from blind acceptance of the order of the universe, was that it made possible the artist, the poet, the philosopher and the man of science." These words by Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr. open Jane Jacobs' seminal book The Death and Life of Great American Cities. Jacobs saw the wealth and creativity that cities generate as the underpinning of our economy and civil society. Holmes goes on to suggest that civilization demands more of us and its greatest gift lies in its complexity. Jane found the adventure of life described in Holmes's words compelling. Her adventure was extraordinary and she forever changed many of us in her living and telling of it. Her intent in writing her first book was clearly stated in the first line: "This book is an attack on current city planning." The planning she attacked sprang from "... a mind seeing only disorder where a most intricate and unique order exists; the same kind of mind that sees only disorder in the life of city streets, and itches to erase it, standardize it, suburbanize it." She wrote about ordinary things. About why some slums stay slums and others renew themselves. Why some streets are safe and others not. She experienced the urban environment and absorbed it. She had no peer in her ability to synthesize the complexity of urban relationships, and to translate the authentic and organic nature of neighbourhoods into teachable principals of real city planning. She described the "jobs" neighbourhoods and cities do. As Toronto claims this year as a cultural renaissance by investments in massive additions to high cultural institutions, we might want to think soberly about the lived culture of our city in the way Jane wrote of it. We need to remember that our parks, libraries and neighbourhood main streets are vital cultural institutions that are also desperately in need of a renaissance. We could put more effort into preserving the unique neighbourhoods we have and building the principals that made them work into the new ones that are being mass produced every year. Her final tome, Dark Age Ahead, is warning us that we are on a road to a cultural dead end and that we have started to abandon science when it is critical to our survival. She points out the disconnection of knowledge from practice that has resulted in highways choked with stagnant traffic and an overheating planet. Her words are more resonant now than ever before. Jane saw the world with greater clarity than anyone else I have ever met. She was fearless and she did not believe all change was necessarily good. I will never forget Jane leaving her walker behind to climb the narrow winding staircase that led to a small room and a little typewriter. She said to me she thought the Internet was full of junk and no substitute for a good library and that computers were a poor substitute for a good typewriter. While this may create an impression that she was romantically attached to notions of the past, few could expound more comprehensively on the cultural implications of a mass standardization of our culture and the substitution of credentials for education. Jane chose to quote Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.'s March 7, 1900, speech to a bar association meeting in Boston to frame her first great work. She cherished those words and indeed his conclusion to that speech is a good measure of her life: "Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have enough of it. "I will add but a word. We are all very near despair. The sheathing that floats us over its waves is compounded of hope, faith in the unexplainable worth and sure issue of effort, and the deep subconscious content which comes from the exercise of our powers." Jane's life was intense, complex and as full and rich as the cities she loved. She was both an optimist and a skeptic who for many of us was the sheathing that floated us over the waves of despair. I feel the best celebration of her life is for us to reaffirm our commitment to the value of the effort even in the face of great odds. © 2006 Navigator Ltd.