It’s about time someone else forgot where the dividing line is between FoPo and Mt. Scott-Arleta.
As Mt. Scott-Arleta gets ready to celebrate their community at the Bob White Theatre, the neighborhood boundary lines are getting blurred a little. And thank god!
Long used to claim turf on either side of our long and grimy corridor, Foster has sometimes brought out the best and worst in neighborhood advocates. Some see it as a line that differentiates two separate communities; others see it as a road that connects two similar neighborhoods, albeit with different names. And sometimes it represents a missed opportunity, one in which the dividing line gets in the way of making a singularly great commercial district. So let’s obscure those lines a little.
This…coming from a hyper-local blogger dedicated to the goings-on in FoPo?
Fine, I’m guilty of contradiction. However, I’ve long advocated for adopting a dual-neighborhood title (Arleta, shall we?). And this blog has never considered N.W.I.P.A. or Pieper Cafe as different neighborhood gathering places than Bar Carlo or O’Malley’s simply because they’re on different sides of the street, and thus in two separate neighborhoods. And if we want to really complicate things, another neighborhood favorite—Slingshot— rarely (ok, never) is characterized as that “rad Creston-Kenilworth bar.” Sure, the residents hovering around Powell Blvd. may not relate to those closer to Woodstock or Duke, but as we get closer to Foster on both sides, the differences quickly change to similarities.
So fine, folks south of Foster don’t want to be FoPo (and rightfully so), and FoPo’ians don’t necessarily identify with Mt. Scott. But does Foster Road itself have to suffer because of our self-imposed labels and limited collaboration?
Hell no, it doesn’t. So let’s not let it. To that, Mt. Scott-Arleta, I say welcome to FoPo. Enjoy the BobWhite at your upcoming neighborhood party. Maybe next time we can have an Arleta Party, too. In fact, maybe a rebranding is in order.