Second Avenue Merchants Fed Up

In December, I blogged about a corner on Second Avenue in Saskatoon that seemed to gather more than its share of questionable characters. I’ve since seen two more arrests just while passing by. Now, it seems, the problem is getting worse.

At the beginning of this month, a group of six merchants in the immediate area spoke up: they’d finally had enough. According to them, the alleyways on this block have become a cesspool of human depravity: urination, defecation, drug use, loitering, etc, etc. These businesses are being held up, on one occasion by a 13-year-old. (Saskatoon Police never responded to that one, probably because they are overwhelmed by everything else happening in this town.) On one occasion, a street person attempted to go to sleep on the furniture in one store.

I find I have a personal connection to this group of businesses, since I once worked at a gift shop that occupied one of these buildings. That was back in the early 1990s, and it was no picnic even then. It wasn’t unusual to be tossing out drunks, even ones that found their way into the children’s area.

Now, however, these businesses are in danger of losing their customers. It’s not always safe on this street by day—see my entry for 14 December—and can be downright dangerous by night. I used to cut through an alley in this block on my bike in summer on my way home from work, but stopped when I routinely spotted people lying on the ground next to the dumpsters. Just lying there, chatting with one another—like it was a normal thing to do. As you can see from the photo, these lanes are barely clean enough for the rats.

That might be part of the problem. Maybe the city should sweep these areas clean daily, lose the garbage and the tossed-out furniture, etc. And pipe the appropriate music through the entire area. (Never mind the baroque, I’d recommend the new age mysticism of Robert Haig Coxon’s Cristal Silence series. Call me elitist, but I have seen it clear an area of everyone below a certain level of…well, let’s say ambition.)

I’ve been watching the area daily for a couple of years now, because I’m genuinely concerned about the way things are going. When the article came out in the newspaper (1 March), I was optimistic that things would get better. Surely this would strengthen efforts to clean the area up. What I’ve seen happening in the past two weeks, though, has not been encouraging.

Groups of unsavoury characters are larger, meaner looking, and more common.  Second Avenue’s 100 block north seems increasingly to be home to these, to the point where the problem is spilling over. While snapping shots for this blog (from the safety of our vehicle), Maya and I noticed a young couple walking through the alley between 1st and 2nd Avenues—just out for a Sunday stroll, only doing it for some reason of their own in a questionable back alley. Five minutes after that, we encountered them in the alleys between 2nd and 3rd. It appears that the downtown alleyways have become the streets of the Shadow People. It’s as if they are actively rebelling against efforts to keep the streets safe.

If the problem continues to worsen, some innocent person is going to get killed. Short of vigilantism, however, the average citizen has limited resources for dealing with it. One place to start might be the desk of the one person around who says he “most definitely” feels safe in the area: city councillor Darren Hill, who’s ward contains the neighbourhood in question. “Safety,” he told the Saskatoon Star-Phoenix, “is an individual person’s perception of an area or certain persons around them.”

Um, no...no, it isn't. I can walk down any street with the perception that it's the safest in the world, but if the reality is far different, sooner or later I'm gonna get hurt. And it appears that six individual retailers lined up in a row all share a very different perception from Councillor Hill’s. Man, I am getting tired of seeing that kind of difference in this little town.

The public is not interested in perceptions, we are concerned about is the reality of what is going on. Mr. Hill needs to promote whatever action he can, quickly, to deal with this situation. (That is, after all, what we are paying him for.) He did also mention in the news that panhandling needs to be brought under control. That’s well and good, but there's bigger issues here.

Anyone else concerned about the situation? Let’s let Councillor Hill know about it:

Email:  darren.hill@saskatoon.ca
Home Phone:  (306) 384-9273
Cell Phone:  (306) 227-4322
Home Fax:  (306) 249-4469

What's Wrong With This Corner?

I’d really like to know what’s going on at this corner.

While great strides have been made downtown, we’ve also seen some ugly developments. Downtown lately seems to have striated. There are safe streets, and there are not quite so safe streets, and in Saskatoon they’re meters apart. Islands of “ick” have sprung up here and there, attracting a certain demographic class. In between are “normal” people, the downtown workers and tourists.

One such island can be found on the north-east corner of the intersection of 2^nd Avenue and 22^nd Street. For some reason, all kinds of street people seem to have declared this their turf. The benches in front of the McDonald’s are ones you want to avoid. Every day you see lowlifes congregating here, crowding nervous citizens off the sidewalk. A half-dozen times or more, I’ve seen the police in attendance.

It's not just the corner itself, exactly. On sunny days, I take a stroll during afternoon tea, and I’ve noticed quite a few things. There’s a great deal of foot traffic in the alleys between Second and Third Avenues, just north of 22^nd. Scruffy-looking people go in, and hand things to one another. It’s not unusual to see people lying amongst the dumpsters, feeling the effects of whatever they’ve taken. Disagreements and fights are common. I used to cut through there after work on my bike, but now I’ve had to stop.

One fine weekday afternoon this summer, all hell finally broke loose in the form of an all-out turf war. I was taking coffee in an empty lot, my face turned toward the sun. I ignored the yelling across the street behind me…nothing new, after all. Suddenly, there was a lot of yelling. I turned, and saw tourists and citizens up and down the street stopping to do the same. Everywhere, street people were running to and fro, or standing and shouting at others. Was it my imagination, or were some wearing a certain colour? And those ones over there…were they wearing a different colour? I reached for my cell to call the police.

“Thank you for your call. We are currently experiencing a higher-than-normal volume of calls. Please continue to hold…” Good grief—it reminded me of an American sitcom I’d seen, back in the 70s.

“Come on!” Across the street, a skinhead with a Mohawk haircut screamed for his friends to follow. He charged up the sidewalk, tourists diving for cover, a long metal bar in his hand. He and his posse raced into an alley even as others raced the hell out.

“Thank you for your call. We are currently experiencing a higher-than-normal volume of calls….”

 Finally, I got through, and the dispatcher already knew. “Can you see the police yet?” she asked.

“Just the one so far,” I answered. “He’s looking lonely, though. He’s standing by some unconscious guy laying in the middle of Second Avenue, completely surrounded by…concerned citizens.” By now, though, you could hear the sirens. The bike cops were first to arrive, zipping into the alley.

Not much else to report, really...except that whatever’s going on at this corner seems to be getting worse. Not sure why, unless it’s related to the transit mall at the north end of the block - or maybe the Welfare department half a block south?

My humble suggestion for improvement is Baroque or New Age music, piped through speakers from the McDonald’s. Done properly, this actually works. Done improperly, it does not. (Witness the transit mall experiment. Note to city workers: No, Shania Twain doth not Baroque music make.)

Still, that’s really only a bandage. Fixing whatever’s going on here will need a whole lot more than Mozart.

[Update, 4 October: It appears that the city has removed the benches from the northeast corner of this intersection, the corner in question. There are still questionable characters hanging about, but perhaps fewer than before. The ones who are left are content to sit on the landscaping dividers, or even directly on the sidewalk, while some have crossed the street to get to the other side. It remains to be seen what the long-term result will be.]