My childhood home in Brooklyn was built in 1919. My current home in '35.

Both are bucolic. In both I'm on Wall Street in 35 minutes. The bet of both worlds.

Build all the high rises where people who live there like that sort of living- tall buildings and such. Let those who enjoy the sun, clouds and sky enjoy that too. I don't raise livestock, but I have lovely garden. I raise heirloom tomatoes, collards, kale, spinach, beets, potatoes, herbs, zucchini, eggplants and squash. I have pear, crabapple and fig trees. My friend who keep bees nearby reports a change in the honey's flavor since my trees fruited. I have had great conversations with old dudes about gardening- Puerto Ricans, Poles, Italians, West Indians, Russians. Gardening brings people together. Everybody eats and most of the world were farmers at some point.

I am contributing to biodiversity and cleaning up the air. Pollinators and birds eat the fruits and/or get nectar from flowers. Moreover, gardening kept me sane during the pandemic. I'm harming no one, helping the planet and getting sunshine and exercise. All your buildings won't contribute to that for anyone and might rob it from me.

Why are people like you so envious and spiteful?