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Scuttling on the North Side of Pittsburgh
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
On the northern bank of the Allegheny River, here in Pittsburgh, there’s an area called the ‘North Side.’ There’s lots of individual neighborhoods found within the region, but this section of the greater metro area used to be an independent municipality called “Allegheny City” which Pittsburgh annexed at the start of the 20th century. Further up the river is where the Heinz Factory was, and the ‘zone’ I was in for this post was the one that touches the ‘Mexican War Streets.’ The spot which I was specifically in has the National Aviary as its landmark, with said institution sitting in the middle of the very nice Allegheny Commons Park.
I’ve mentioned the many, many diagnostic medical tests which a humble narrator has endured in recent months. Our Lady of the Pentacle has also been getting probed and pinched and irradiated, and on a recent morning while she was enjoying just such a procedure, I needed somewhere to take Moe the Dog. We ended up in this park, which is somewhat nearby the hospital, while waiting for Our Lady to be done. I made a mental note to come back on foot without Moe, and that’s why I was there on this particular day. Scouting!
You’re all caught up now.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve been looking for a spot to observe these rail tracks, cut into a trench through the park, for a while. While Moe was chasing down a squirrel, the little dog led me right here. There’s a swell ‘autumn’ shot to be gathered here, with the black Norfolk Southern locomotives moving through the trench. The trees planted along the fence are Gingkos, I’m told, whose leaves turn a bright golden yellow during fall. You’ve got your black train and your gold leaves – which are not just Steelers colors but in fact are the heraldic colors of Pittsburgh.
On this particular afternoon, a humble narrator wasn’t trying to get all ‘artsy fartsy,’ instead I was walking quickly and observing the state of the neighborhood ‘milieu.’ North Side has an insalubrious ‘reputation’ according to the ‘born n bred’ Pittsburghers, but to my eyes… Heck. East New York and Far Rockaway are my delimiters for danger, so my perception of things is a bit different than that of the locals, I think, due to the experience of having lived in “Home Sweet Hell” my whole life.
Walk around Industrial Maspeth at night during a pandemic, I’d offer, if you want actual scary.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
The purpose of this adventure was to get some exercise and fix a geospatial awareness of those rail tracks in the old noggin, and to also work out how to get to this area using the T light rail rather than driving here. This section of Pittsburgh reminds me of several spots in Brooklyn and Queens, especially their scarcity of street parking.
One leaned into it and started heading southwards.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
This may look pretty desolate, but the land under these expressway ramps is a parking lot about two blocks away from the sports ball stadium which the Pirates baseball team plays in. On game days, this lot would be brimming with tail gate BBQ’s and hundreds if not thousands of people and their vehicles.
The rest of my day’s plan involved the other side of Pittsburgh, and I’d need to cross two rivers on foot to get there.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’m told that the modernist building in the shot above is the HQ of the ALCOA aluminum outfit. That river is the Allegheny, with downtown Pittsburgh looming up behind and to the south of it.
It was a warm but lovely day in Pittsburgh, with a decent breeze and temperatures in the middle 80’s. It was fairly humid, however.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There are three fairly identical bridges found here, called the ‘Three Sisters.’ The one pictured above is the Rachel Carson Bridge, named for the author of the seminal environmentalist book “Silent Spring.”
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An examination is inherently a recrimination
Monday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Another Doctor’s appointment found me parking the Mobile Oppression Platform on the roof of the hospital’s lot, where some pretty keen views of Pittsburgh were on offer. The Yinzers, which is what the Pittsburgh people call themselves, seem duty bound to park in the first available spot they see, and nearby an entrance or exit. Me? I go where it’s less crowded, and where you might be able to see something.
Thereby I always seem to park on the roof deck of these multi story parking facilities. Additionally, the odds of having my car damaged by somebody who isn’t paying attention, while they’re negotiating the narrow confines of the garage, is lessened in these less populated areas. I don’t mind walking a few hundred feet or taking a flight of stairs, in fact I prefer it.
The shot above is looking more or less south.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Looking more or less eastwards, over the historic housing stock at the edge of an area called ‘The Mexican War Streets,’ part of the larger ‘North Side,’ and towards the Heinz Lofts/Factory buildings. I’m told this section can get a little dicey at times, but I don’t have any personal experience to damn or bless that bit of transmitted knowledge. There’s a few places which I’m intrigued by that the locals have told me are fairly dangerous. I, on the other hand, grew up in 1980’s NYC, so… my perceptions of ‘dicey’ use a different rubric for ‘stranger danger’ than the one most have.
I was visiting a diagnostic lab at the hospital this time around, and getting ultrasounded. My new Doctor is pretty thorough, and the various concerns he has for me have manifested as a series of somewhat esoteric probings and banal violations of personal dignity, but I’m committed to the ‘program’ he’s got me on so there you go.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
After having wiped the lubricant goo from the ultrasound off and then getting dressed again, I negotiated the maze of hallways within the hospital and then found myself back at the car.
What to do, what to do? Get a shot of the Heinz campus, obviously.
This zone of Pittsburgh is quite interesting, by the way.
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Under the on and off
Friday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I know, I’m obsessed. To be fair, though, I’ve been showing you all pictures of highway and expressway ramps for better than a decade now. LIE, BQE, Grand Central etc., all back in NYC. I’ve got new ones to puzzle over now.
Once I walked past the interchange pictured above, on a more or less eastward path, the entire streetscape suddenly altered. As mentioned yesterday, these highway on and off ramps are serving many masters. Interstates, local roads, even the approaches leading to bridges and tunnels – all were set into long arcing shapes suspended above the ground. There had to be a spot where the overflying concrete and steel occluded the burning thermonuclear eye of god itself and supernal darkness could be found.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
There’s a few blocks of ‘forever shadows,’ which are used as parking lots, but this might be a great place to grow mushrooms too. There’s private parking spaces associated with this business or that hotel, but it seemed that most of the space down here was of the ‘park all day’ type. Of course, the Steelers stadium was behind me and the Pirates stadium lay ahead, so yeah – you’d need a serious inventory of lot parking in a sports town like Pittsburgh.
Truth be told, I was kind of expecting to see homeless encampments down here, or at least some sort of messy condition reminiscent of what I saw under the BQE in North Brooklyn back at the start of 2022. Nope. Barely even any graffiti.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Scuttling along towards my eventual crossing of the Allegheny River, which would bring me onto the so called ‘Golden Triangle,’ which forms the city of Pittsburgh’s corporate and political center. From there, my planned route would carry me to a crossing of the Monongahela River to the south. There’s a local street moving at ground level between the ramps, one which I’ve driven down a few times and can’t really recommend.
That’s another post, for another day, however. Back next week with more from Pittsburgh at this – your Newtown Pentacle.
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Parabola City
Thursday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
Several interstates and other high speed roads cross through the center of Pittsburgh, which makes sense given its former occupation as one of America’s primary manufacturing centers. An astounding series of off and on ramps, as well as connections between the various highways, fly about overhead and allow egress to and from these high speed roads. Add in light rail, numerous freight line tracks, and a corduroy terrain composed of steep hills and valleys that have water running through them and you’ve got an absolute buffet of wonders on display for the infrastructure enthusiast.
As described yesterday, one rode the T light rail service to its terminal stop in Pittsburgh’s North Side section (nearby the Steelers and Pirates stadiums) and then proceeded first east and then south, back towards a T stop on the other side of the Monongahela River.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
If you needed to urinate, as I did, it wouldn’t take long before you encountered a Porta-Pottie stationed on the sidewalk as I did. After taking care of business, one scuttled forth. Continually, my eyes were drawn to the arcing shapes hanging above me.
My former neighbors from NYC have asked me questions – time and again – about the situation in Pittsburgh. The universal answer to the following questions are resoundingly ‘I don’t know.’
‘Who pays for the Porta-Potties? Who is paying to remove the graffiti? Why isn’t there any graffiti? Why aren’t there piles of garbage and trash blowing around in the street? Where’s all the illegal dumping? Don’t Homeless people use the Porta-Potties as shooting galleries and temporary shelters? Where are all the security cameras?’
I don’t know. Maybe it’s the populace not wanting to treat their home like an open air toilet? Maybe the Cops land on you like a palette of bricks if you step too far out of line here? Maybe New York has become a dystopian shithole ruled over by a performative political group of less than’s who once saw AOC on the cover of Time Magazine and said ‘why not me too?’
– photo by Mitch Waxman
At any rate, and I could soliloquy endlessly on the subject of what’s wrong with NYC (for instance: save the MTA by auditing the MTA, not by giving them more cash without public oversight), but there you are. My path at this stage of the walk was still moving in a generally eastwards direction, along Pittsburgh’s North Side. All of these parabolas were jazzing me up.
Also, I really like not knowing the answer to everything.
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North, Miss Teschmacher, north!
Wednesday
– photo by Mitch Waxman
My current walkie walkie schedule revolves around having a couple of days a week wherein I leave the car back at HQ and head ‘into town’ via the T Light Rail system. The T is an electrically driven street car which operates off of a catenary system. Usually, they run two car train sets, but occasionally – particularly during Steelers or Pirates games – you’ll see the service offer a three car setup. It’s an odd system inasmuch as you pay your zone based fare differently depending on where you’re going. In the downtown ‘zone,’ or if you’re a Senior Citizen, it’s actually a free ride. Otherwise, you pay when boarding if you’re going into the ‘City,’ or when debarking if you’re heading away from it. This sort of thing is something you’re just expected to know.
Pittsburgh has a lot of ‘vernacular’ built into its culture. People will say something like ‘I’ll see you at Smith’s at 8.’ The presumption is that you know what and where that something is, since such knowledge is second nature and familiar to all the Yinzers. It’s the same thing with transit. Of course you know and understand the system, so why erect signage or anything? I think this might be why the amazing culture, food, and circumstances here are practically unknown in the rest of the Northeast. It is such an interesting place to live, this.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
A humble narrator rode the T to its terminal stop on the ‘North Side’ of Pittsburgh, which is found across the Allegheny River and at the doorsteps of the Steelers stadium. It used to the Heinz Stadium, but a company called Acrisure recently secured naming rights to the place. Most of the Pittsburghers I’ve spoken to use ‘Heinz’ still.
It was a beautiful day – sweatshirt weather, as I call it – and after riding the T to the North Side station one began to scuttle forth. The loose path I had laid out for myself was going to be a fairly long one, and I would end up walking most of the T’s path through the center of the City and crossing both the Allegheny and Monongahela Rivers on foot.
It was actually quite a productive day, in the end. I had a nice time, too.
– photo by Mitch Waxman
I’ve always had a fascination for the massing shapes of elevated trackways and vehicular ramps, and the way that they interact with the cubic massing shapes of surrounding buildings in urban environments. On the right is the back door of the Steelers stadium, and the curvilinear shape on the left is the trackway of the T. This is on the north side of Pittsburgh, in what used to be a separate municipality called Allegheny City which was annexed early in the 20th century.
Getting back to that ‘vernacular thing,’ the North Side is one of those terms which carries a lot of implied meaning for the folks who grew up here. I can’t describe to you what that meaning is, but when I told a neighbor that I spent a bit of time walking around the North Side, their eyes narrowed and I was admonished to be careful. Scuttle, scuttle, scuttle.
For any of you who aren’t devotees of comic book movies, here’s the reference behind the title of today’s post.
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