This is my complaint of all downtown parking in all big cities near and far. Believe me, I live in Los Angeles and it pisses me off to no end that downtown parking is more difficult and more expensive than non-downtown parking.
Incoming Rant:
Fuck the real estate barons who cluster big and important buildings near each other with inadequate parking!
Fuck those who consider a dilapidated, broken lot to be premium parking and charge for it!
Fuck those who tolerate and support it, by not erecting new buildings with sufficient parking!
Fuck the mayors, councilmen, developers, bankers, and all those who make money and continue to support this state of affairs!
These are modern times. There is little reason to squeeze all of these skyscrapers within a couple miles of each other. Space them the fuck out! There are these things call cars now that can take us from one area to another really quickly, use them, put some distance between government and business hubs so that not everyone’s being squeezed together.
If I were Emperor of the World, one of the first things I would do to alleviate parking is a decree that all parking should be free. Then I would fucking raze to the ground half of all densely populated downtown office and government buildings. In their place I would erect lighted, free, and unfenced parking lots, as far as the eye can see, on the surface of the streets. I would use the Ents to destroy the dams and flood the underground parking, never to be used except by mermaids and their Segways, and the vehicles the drowned in Davy Jones’ locker use to get to their dead-end jobs in the afterlife.
For all parking must mirror suburban parking. Buildings in the REAR, not the front! Parking is in the front, you turn into a parking lot, find a space, then walk to your god damn building! Each building must have ample parking for all their guests, no more neighborhood joints run by gangland mafia types ruling condensed parking with an iron fist. In place of their fist I would have them substitute a bloody stump as my Conquistadors wallow in their terror blood after a frenzy of murder which I shall rename Glorious Killing!
Each building, with parking in the front, the rule of evil things long deformed from the blight of sunlight no longer allowed to crawl between orange cones collecting tribute for the god-given right of putting your SUV in between 2 painted lines for a couple hours while you shop at that Chinese place with the effective dildos! A dawn of harmonious joy and happiness burst forth, flooding all those with wonderment and seratonin that will surely be unleashed by the earful once people are no longer slaves to the malice of overpriced downtown parking. A pox on those who disagree! A pox and a bloody stump! We can make this happen! We have the power to do this! Who’s with me?!?!??!