Dilworth Plaza Trench
|Oh, that's where I left my booger-filled metal handkerchief!|
|The BNY Mellon Center is back there looking down upon Phoenix Rising in shame.|
|...and he was so prolific, even I have one of his paintings!|
Joseph Stratos, a friend of Dilworth's, was pissed at the shitty job the Rizzo administration did of memorializing the former mayor. He spent five years putting together the appropriate ceremony, creating the Richardson Dilworth Memorial Committee and raising the $40,000 (!!!!!!!!!) necessary to construct Phoenix Rising. The memorial finally took place in 1982 and the unveiling of this aluminum kleenex was the centerpiece. Ever since then, this piece of shit has been collecting bird poop and other generalized nasty for the last 29 years.
It's ironic that this sculpture is supposed to represent Philadelphia as a phoenix rising from urban decay. This thing is literally surrounded with the worst kind of urban decay... a smelly dirty crumbling partially submerged cement castle surrounded by deafening noises that was designed to be a serene public space. It even has plants growing out of the bottom of the pedestal, attempting to pull down the structure despite the trash strewn throughout.
|Go plants go!|
|Dilworth Plaza in 2020.|
Joseph Stratos was right. Dilworth should have an appropriate memorial. A fucked up cement plaza and a crappy metal handkerchief is not it... many modern Philadelphians have no idea who the fuck Dilworth is and how he successfully spun Philadelphia into the city that most take for granted today. A giant depiction of him bursting out of his plaza with a sword and a hammer in each hand with lightning bolts and shit would make people pay attention and appreciate who Dilworth was.