The Tower of London bores me.
Hell, it’s not even much of a tower. Just a low stone enclosure built by the Norman King William The Conqueror to protect himself from his unruly English subjects.
No, I like those other towers of London.
Those glass and steel structures of increasingly goofy shapes and sizes that keep popping up all over the central London landscape.
London’s Georgian towers.
No, I’m not talking about towers inspired by the architecture of the King George era.
I’m talking about George Jetson fashion towers.
Listen, I keep scanning the sky hoping to spot George, his boy Elroy, daughter Judy and Peg his wife zipping home. (Plus, the dog whose name I forgot.)
Every time I go back to the city there seem to be more Georgian towers. And some are so bizarre that I have this theory.
That London architects have a great sense of humor. And that they are in a competition to see who can design the best George Jetson retro-futuristic apartment-skyport complex.
Because we all know that air taxis are just around the corner.
One of my favorite London Georgian structure wasn’t a skyscraper. But I always liked the glass-domed London City Hall.
But on this trip I discovered it’s been gutted and is now being redesigned.
And anti-Georgian backlash?
Nah, the city couldn’t afford it anymore. So it moved to a cheaper building. And the owner is now creating terraced apartments where bureaucrats used to sit under glass and, um, reflect.
How fast is London’s glass skyline changing? Not too long ago the vibrator-shaped “gherkin” building dominated the skyline. Now it’s all but overshadowed by newer, taller, more ambitious structures.
Not surprisingly, everybody is not on board with London’s Future World skyline.
There are lots of stuffy critics who think London is going to Disney Tomorrow Land Hell in a hand basket.
For instance, a New York Times critic called it a “chaotic cacophony.”
But it’s well known that nobody at The New York Times has a sense of humor.
And anyway, I gotta ask: What’s so bad about chaotic cacophony? Hell, what’s Donald Trump all about if not American chaotic cacophony?
Who are we to point fingers?
All I know is that London’s ‘Incoherent’ skyline is a photographer’s dreamscape come true.
Hell, I just hope the forces of common sense won’t ruin it for those of us who still hope to catch a glimpse of George, Elroy, Judy, Peg and that dog headed home.
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