Conceding the point that much of our current economic malaise was brought about by too many Americans wanting to live in wasteful, oversized housing (suburban McMansions, sold subprime), you have to be amazed at the way self-imposed austerity is now being pitched to a generation of people who didn't cause the housing crisis as the kewl, hip and groovy wave of the future:
In July, when Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg announced his competition to create a building of residential “micro-units” in Manhattan, each ranging from 275 to 300 square feet, the plan ignited the imagination of countless architects and developers.
It also gave many New Yorkers a joltingly fresh perspective. For those who already consider themselves space-starved, quarters that are even more cramped seemed inconceivable. Yet to others, an apartment of that size sounded crazy-huge.
Consider Gab Stolarski, who happily renewed the lease for her West Village studio apartment---all 170 square feet of it.
As she welcomes a visitor to her fourth-floor walk-up, Ms. Stolarski, a manager in the digital sales group at Condé Nast, recites the stock reaction to her pinkie toehold in Manhattan: “ ‘Oh! Ohhh. It’s ... cute! And you have a bathroom, too!’ ” [...]
Although her charming aerie has a working fireplace and a courtyard view, here is what Ms. Stolarski’s apartment does not have: a couch; tchotchkes; specks of dirt; paperwork (“I’m 25,” she shrugs. “I’m a digital girl.”); food.
Yet the studio, which was represented by Prudential Douglas Elliman, perfectly matches her priorities. A clotheshorse who doesn’t cook, she stores sweaters, not soy sauce, in her kitchen cabinets. She covers her stove burners with a cutting board---not for serving cheese and crackers, but as a counter area to dump sunglasses and her purse du jour. More important, she lives in her favorite neighborhood, near transportation, and for a rent that is almost bearable: $1,745 a month (Manhattan one-bedroom rents have inched over $3,300).
Let that sink in for a moment: $1,700 for 170 square feet. That's not a cause for celebration, it's cause for rent strikes and rioting.
Yes, I know that living in a place like lower Manhattan has always been expensive. And yes, many Americans will be better off in the long run for "downsizing" their lifestyles. But please! Living in a fucking tenement is still living in a fucking tenement, even with dayglo paint on the walls and some modular Ikea furniture. Besides not being able to host and entertain in such tiny spaces, you can also pretty much forget about, oh, getting married or starting a family unless you want to ditch the city and move to the suburbs. Which is exactly what's going to happen.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, if Mikey Bloomberg is really serious about promoting thriving urban communities with a stable tax base, he'd be better off in the long term by rewarding developers who offer affordable living space that can actually accommodate more than one person and a passel of possessions. Otherwise you're simply underwriting development that (a) places a premium on squeezing every available dollar out of tenants, which will likely result in (b) a permanent transient population that will trade in its groovy Zip code for more livable spaces elsewhere after a few short years.
Of course, perhaps the desired outcome is not the creation of thriving urban communities at all but simply leveraging residential zoning laws to extract even more money out of Manhattan residents. Can't speak for anyone else, but I'd move to New Jersey and take the train to work every day if my only other housing choice was a broom closet in the West Village.
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