Showing posts with label public housing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label public housing. Show all posts

Monday, 19 November 2012

A Modern Solution?


Planning’s been on my mind recently-it bloody well should be as I’m upto my eyeballs in assignments for my master, but fret not-and it’s so inevitable that whatever I learn in my classes I’ll inevitably relate it to Mongolia’s (most likely) more abysmal state of planning at present, and daydream about what I’ll do when I get back. A dangerous hobby for someone with a power complex!

It occurred to me recently that the humble Mongolian ger, or a yurt as everyone else is determined to call it, is one of the most flexible, diverse, fluid and sustainable form of housing anyone has ever seen or utilised safely. Despite its’ centuries old heritage and the lack of practical amenities such as running water and a toilet, it has continued to be used today all over Mongolia and some European countryside and camp sites calling themselves ‘boutique camp resorts.’

I say fluid because the interior is always the same in almost every ger and all Mongolians know exactly where everything goes-where you place your chest, bed and kitchen. In fact you can fit a it in there and yet there’s always space to move around and locate yourself in different parts of your home.
It’s diverse because there are many different versions of it depending on what tribe you belong to or what part of the country you live in, as well as versions by Native Americans in the USA and other types in South America. And yet, you can always instantly tell that it’s a ger, wherever you find it.

I say sustainable because you can literally pack it up in an hour and take to hundreds of kilometers away and unpack it in the same time, without doing any damage to your environment. It’s also sustainable because it’s made from natural materials that a herder can get hold of easily and use and rescue over and over again. And for a particularly creative herder, he/she can paint it lovely colours and patterns inside.

And most importantly, in my opinion, it’s flexible for so many reasons it goes beyond the word flexible. It’s a home, a school, a nursery, a guest room, an office, a travelling clinic, a hotel room, a storage room-one man’s wealth, another man’s getaway. Besides being able to plonk it pretty much anywhere, the fundamental idea of a mixed use space in planning as a discipline, the issue of community and getting people closer at a local level, the utility as basic housing and shelter, adaptability in any weather and visual amenity conditions, and the cultural significance to its end users all tick the boxes for a great solution in a planning conundrum. Surely there’s an award that this humble example of great urban design should win?! If not urban design, at least a nod from the neo-anti-capitalist-self sustaining-freegan crowd, because by using it in a modern commune type of living arrangements with water, toilet and electricity (candle lit living will suffice the hard cores) it’s bound to re-start a revolution, no?


Either way, it’s potential and currently small scale experimentation as part of an almost non-existent public housing scheme in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia has brought lots of positives. But of course with negatives too. And this is something that today’s planners can and should address.

Original and still current use 
New settings-urban sprawl and ger districts 
Modern resort

Let's get a bit political.

What really gets me is injustice and unfairness, and what gets my blood boiling is injustice being served to those who are in more unfortunate positions and are weaker. There is injustice all around us but until something happens to you or to someone you love that is just not fair, and further, feels like a kick when they're down, I don't think anyone will ever truly get it.
No one is born the same-we all have different circumstances when we enter this world, and yet there are certain types of people who systematically end up in positions where they are making decisions for everyone else.

Take the Conservative party for example. During their campaign in in the last elections i must admit I did not pay nearly enough attention to their policies as I should before deciding that they are a more shinier bunch of the lot and maybe they'd do well to lead this country. It was mostly based on presumptions, image and the 'we're not posh, just middle class, like all of you' aspirational pile that was fed by the Camerons in their Smythson leather goods packaging. Shame on me for not realising the fears of those who experienced their office the last time round, or at least understood fully what it will mean for the people. For those who have not been fortunate to be born into privilege or those who aren't old enough to know the first time round, the time of the Tories is dreadful.

Public housing and the creation of the benefit/welfare state-as much as I personally do not support these schemes for the long term, recent plans to relocate those who need the support and receive public housing benefits (albeit there are those who take advantage) sounds so cruel and quite frightening to be honest. For dramatic tension, the words 'social cleansing' comes to mind. How fiddling with a few numbers in the benefits figures affect the lives of so many!

Single mothers struggling to juggle enough working hours and childcare so they continue to receive the support of their state will not be considered also. My friend has enlightened me that there will be many who will be affected by the decision to reduce benefits to families in need-simply increasing the hours one works to supplement the loss is not an option with expensive childcare, lack of employment prospects and just too hours in the day to make a life.

A young family with no obvious property or inheritance will struggle to stay together in one household let alone across borders because the immigration law to keep out those without visible wealth does not see the potential in their future generation-never mind giving opportunities for development and growth for a person, a family.

These are just tiny number of examples of what people face today and I have been able to see close up or read about. I haven't even begun to touch upon what the rest of the millions of people with each individual situations are struggling and attempting to fight against. If you fit the mould of what an ideal citizen in this country should be, according to this government, you're a part of this society. If you do not, or don't show signs of potential in the form of affluence/connections/post codes even, then you will be relocated.

I do not want to live in a society where it's not possible to think about one's future with hope and optimism, because you're categorised into the hopeless. I want to live in a society where people want to see other people do well, do better, be happy. I want to live in a world where I feel safe thinking about the future, rather than each of us sitting underneath our very own dark clouds. I want this world to care deeply about the people in it, as well as the trees, animals, credit crunch and the CO2 emissions. I want to call this world of ours home, and be proud.

I'm coming home, I'm coming home,
Tell the world I'm coming home.
Let the rain wash away, all the pain of yesterday.
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home,
Tell the world I'm coming home.