That the ground they surrendered was used against them.
I've wondered why this isn't discussed more. It's a major tactical blunder, yet it seems to be ignored. If it was a declared war, it would be analyzed to death by armchair warriors, but I'm not sure anyone even noticed the significance of the shift.
Let me illustrate this with a slice of my life. Let me start by saying I was born in a metro area in another state, in 1964. Initially, my neighborhood friends spanned all colors and nationalities, and some of us even had "our own nationality" neighborhoods. When we played games, like football or baseball, or got our toy guns out and played cops and robbers, or Vietnam or whatever, when the "team captain" picked you, you got picked based on skill, not color. The object was to win, and you built the best team you could win with. I did that when I was named captain, but when I was not, I was always picked first for football and Vietnam. Hey, I know my strengths and limitations.
Later, we moved out to the edge of the city, because my parents were concerned about the rising crime levels in the metro area. I was too young to understand the demographics and statistical realities of it. My Dad died, and after a few years, I got a stepdad. I made new friends in my neighborhood, and they were overwhelmingly of one skin tone. But we had a great fellowship in our neighborhood, same as the last one, and I made friends easily and transitioned well. Then things suddenly went to crap. My family was going on a vacation for a couple months down the East coast over the summer school break, and my stepdad was going to let this family that was friends of ours house sit for us. The word got out about who they were, and someone left a petition at the door, signed by many in the neighborhood, that we should not "rent" our house to a black family. Rent it? Hell, he was PAYING them to stay there and take care of the pool, mow the lawn, and keep it secure. Well, he did what he wanted regardless of the the neighbors, and our friends had a great summer in a house with a pool and a lot of other amenities.
Then my Mom and my stepdad spilt up, and things in the city were getting worse, so we moved to the suburbs, over the Christmas break in 7th grade. As you can imagine, that's not a good time to move for a teenager, espescially when you try to portray it as "good news!", and they see it as "you just wrecked my life". Suburban kids are arseholes. It was a hard transition, but I still made friends, and I progressed. But the enemies I made! OMG, the enemies. For no other reason that I didn't live there from birth.
Now, in my (nearly) old age as a suburbanite, I'm considering moving far away from the suburbs. I could retire, for the second time, right this minute.
But wouldn't I just be doing the same thing that lost us the cities? Surrendering urban ground, rather than defending it?
Did we lose the cities, or did we surrender them? I think we surrendered them, and it's come back to bite us where we should have expected it to bite us.
I've wondered why this isn't discussed more. It's a major tactical blunder, yet it seems to be ignored. If it was a declared war, it would be analyzed to death by armchair warriors, but I'm not sure anyone even noticed the significance of the shift.
Let me illustrate this with a slice of my life. Let me start by saying I was born in a metro area in another state, in 1964. Initially, my neighborhood friends spanned all colors and nationalities, and some of us even had "our own nationality" neighborhoods. When we played games, like football or baseball, or got our toy guns out and played cops and robbers, or Vietnam or whatever, when the "team captain" picked you, you got picked based on skill, not color. The object was to win, and you built the best team you could win with. I did that when I was named captain, but when I was not, I was always picked first for football and Vietnam. Hey, I know my strengths and limitations.
Later, we moved out to the edge of the city, because my parents were concerned about the rising crime levels in the metro area. I was too young to understand the demographics and statistical realities of it. My Dad died, and after a few years, I got a stepdad. I made new friends in my neighborhood, and they were overwhelmingly of one skin tone. But we had a great fellowship in our neighborhood, same as the last one, and I made friends easily and transitioned well. Then things suddenly went to crap. My family was going on a vacation for a couple months down the East coast over the summer school break, and my stepdad was going to let this family that was friends of ours house sit for us. The word got out about who they were, and someone left a petition at the door, signed by many in the neighborhood, that we should not "rent" our house to a black family. Rent it? Hell, he was PAYING them to stay there and take care of the pool, mow the lawn, and keep it secure. Well, he did what he wanted regardless of the the neighbors, and our friends had a great summer in a house with a pool and a lot of other amenities.
Then my Mom and my stepdad spilt up, and things in the city were getting worse, so we moved to the suburbs, over the Christmas break in 7th grade. As you can imagine, that's not a good time to move for a teenager, espescially when you try to portray it as "good news!", and they see it as "you just wrecked my life". Suburban kids are arseholes. It was a hard transition, but I still made friends, and I progressed. But the enemies I made! OMG, the enemies. For no other reason that I didn't live there from birth.
Now, in my (nearly) old age as a suburbanite, I'm considering moving far away from the suburbs. I could retire, for the second time, right this minute.
But wouldn't I just be doing the same thing that lost us the cities? Surrendering urban ground, rather than defending it?
Did we lose the cities, or did we surrender them? I think we surrendered them, and it's come back to bite us where we should have expected it to bite us.