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THE POWER BROKER: review


I have so much to say about The Power Broker and this is my failed attempt to share some distilled/simplified thoughts in the form of a review here. "Failed" because this is still long in spite of rigorous editing/culling but there you have it. I suppose it's commensurate with the length of the book, sorrynotsorry!

First of all, I would like to give a personal standing ovation for Robert Caro, who is truly an incredible and impressive researcher and writer. He absolutely deserved the Pulitzer that he received for this book.

This is probably the book I spent the most time talking about this year (lol and oops) and I have a lot of thoughts about it. I have wanted to read this Pulitzer-winning biography of Robert Moses for a long time, mainly because of my various interests represented in its pages—NYC history, politics, local government, city planning, and planning history. As a kid, my cousins lived on Long Island and I spent my childhood driving and frequenting many Robert Moses-named and -built works; the name 'Robert Moses' was a part of the cultural milieu in which I grew up, a name among many of the named public works my family frequented (some others being the Walt Whitman Bridge, Commodore Barry Bridge, Ben Franklin Bridge, etc.). My level of familiarity with these different names varied and I didn't know much about Robert Moses until I was in college and out of curiosity read a bit about him online. I remember on a visit to NYC in 2012, my family spent a week in the city and stayed in Greenwich Village, and some signs protesting a high-rise project prompted me to learn more about that part of NYC, including Jane Jacobs and her involvement with preserving Washington Square Park from development threatened by Moses.

I started reading The Power Broker in March 2023, then took a long hiatus while I moved cross-country and started grad school. In late fall 2023 I picked it back up and read a little here and there, and then resumed in earnest in May 2024 with the intent to stay focused and finish it during the year. I spent a lot of days reading at the Jersey shore last summer, which is where I did some of my longest stints, and finished the day after Christmas. Many many people have asked me if I'm listening to/have recommended the 99% Invisible podcast accompanying the book, but I haven't listened yet mainly due to a wish to keep my reading experience singular. Now I absolutely need a break from Moses for a bit (especially given the Moses-oriented [or anti-Moses, rather] bent of my studio project this past semester—I have literally spent so many hours thinking about this man!), but I'm sure it's something I'll listen to eventually because, again, I am very interested in the subject matter and the many topics Moses' influence reaches.

One of my only complaints came upon learning fairly early in my reading (arising from a casual Google search after I couldn't find Jane Jacobs in the index) that Caro wrote a chapter on Jane Jacobs and ultimately cut it due to the length of the book. Allegedly had the book been any longer, the binding would not have accommodated any additional pages and it would have required two volumes. The Jane Jacobs chapter (for the uninitiated) would obviously not follow the prevailing narrative of the Moses modus operandi (his M.O. being 'driving stakes'—starting a project that had not been funded or approved in a semi-permanent way, then when funding or approval was nigh, citing the loss of taxpayer dollars if it were then denied as a reason to approve the rest of the venture), as she succeeded in her neighborhood organizing efforts, and as a result we still have Washington Square Park and the West Village in modern NYC. I've made peace with the omission, as I realize Jane has plenty of air time elsewhere—I obviously love her classic The Death and Life of Great American Cities and also highly recommend the documentary "Citizen Jane," among other things. In that spirit, I really appreciated Caro's extensive focus on Lillian Edelstein of East Tremont in the Bronx and her organizing efforts opposing the Cross Bronx Expressway—ultimately and tragically no match for Moses' abuse of power, but a powerful figure of civic organizing who stood up to Moses and deserves our attention in the context of his biography.

My other primary complaint is the lack of treatment of Staten Island projects and topics within the book. I may be biased as I spent the entire last semester studying Staten Island in my landscape architecture studio, but I think there is a lot of fascinating history that Caro omitted from this book, notably the development and use of Fresh Kills landfill and the network of Staten Island expressways and parkways (some constructed and some ultimately not—again, the non-development of a Moses project being somewhat of a departure from Moses' usual track record; in some cases these failed projects occurred even in spite of his use of the 'driving stakes' methods). As I spent a lot of time studying this specific history of public works, public space, and the built environment of Staten Island, I'm interested in comparing the timelines of those events with the later chapters of The Power Broker to see how Moses' ultimate fall from power may have contributed to the petering out of these projects, as I suspect the way these timelines align may ultimately be the reason for Caro's omissions. I am also planning to read a separate account of Fresh Kills, written by Martin Melosi, which examines consumption and waste more broadly in NYC and in the context of Fresh Kills landfill on Staten Island (which was initially a Robert Moses venture, but remained in use until 2001, long after Moses' time).

Caro is also a very evocative writer—he excels at painting portraits of the different people who figure into the Moses entourage, the people who most influenced Moses early in his public life, and the series of NYC mayors and governors Moses worked under/over/with (the preposition most applicable very much depending on the mayor or governor in question). I found some of his descriptions to be very earnest or dramatic at times, but overall this served him well in telling this epic New York tale.

One thing I continually found fascinating and distinctive about Caro's writing was a particular subjunctive sentence construction that Caro employed over and over again. As a student and speaker of Italian, I love the subjunctive tense (il congiuntivo!) and always lament that we don't use it more in the English language. Well I got my wish with Caro and I was puzzled about it for a while as it made for some very odd, and at times convoluted, sentences. Somewhere along the line, I realized it was probably a way to avoid a libel suit, as well as a way to explore motive when much of the time it may not be confirmable fact. But its prevalence made an impression and I'm curious whether Caro's other works employ that construction nearly as often, or if Moses is an exception (which would not surprise me).

I'm interested in undertaking a reread at some point (like, maybe a decade from now) with an eye toward the chronology of the book. Caro spent 7 years researching and obviously a work of this immensity is a feat. As part of the biography genre, the work is loosely chronological, but throughout the last half of the book I found myself getting turned around as Caro would jump chronology to stick to the theme or topic at hand. Again, for a work of this immensity, this makes complete sense and I think by doing so, Caro made a coherent narrative from what might otherwise read as a lot of dates, numbers, facts, and figures. This book is so weighted with numbers and data that having a strong narrative arc is essential to its legibility and coherence. Caro does a masterful job with this and the narrative imposed is convincing and feels true to the events and timeline of Moses' career.

In some ways, The Power Broker reads as a biography of New York City in the 20th Century, as much as it reads as a biography of Moses. New York City, for better or for worse (truly, both of these), would not be what it is today without the impact of Moses on its built environment and neighborhoods. It's easy to paint Moses with broad strokes as a villain in the city's history, but I think Caro does an excellent job articulating the evolution of Moses' ethics in public life and over the course of his career. He truly began as a reformer and did a lot to eject the ineffectual Tammany politics out of NYC governance, particularly in regards to the governance of public space in NYC. But Moses was not above corruption, and his hunger for power and recognition led him to essentially the same avenues of dubious ethics, in his case the ethically questionable contracts that were this 20th Century 'reformer's (technically-legal-but-in-spirit-no-better-than-Tammany-Hall) answer to Getting Things Done.

I appreciated that Caro took a nuanced approach in exploring this controversial figure; I am by no means a Moses fan, but I appreciated that Caro's lengthy biography necessarily grapples with the nuance of Moses' past. Caro clearly illustrates Moses' journey from idealist and honest reformer in his 20s to the pinnacle of his career when he had amassed considerable power and insularity and was basically untouchable. Caro does not shy away from the very obvious negatives of Moses' impact, including Moses' racism and how he reinforced this bigotry in the built environment, as well as his distaste for the poor, as shown again and again in his policies and projects. In some of the later chapters in particular, Caro paints a grim picture about how far back Moses set NYC and Long Island by denying obvious (planning- and finance-wise) expansion opportunities for mass transit.

I've said this before, but one of my favorite things about the 2021 adaptation of "West Side Story" was its inclusion of the urban renewal subplot of the development of Lincoln Center (yet another Moses brainchild); this actual event was in the works as of the mid-1950s but I don't think the full effect of its construction and development was fully felt at the time of the original musical and 1961 film's creation. I think it is a clever (and realistic) backdrop to a story that includes significant themes of social and racial upheaval in NYC.

I mention this movie connection because I think The Power Broker is a classic of non-fiction and biographic literature largely because of the staying power of its themes—most notably of power and how it is amassed and used to various ends in politics and government, and its impacts on people in cities. In the 21st Century we theoretically understand the devastating effects of urban renewal projects and the importance of garnering constituent support for various capital improvement endeavors AND YET even in Philadelphia over the last year, residents battled elected officials bent on shoehorning an unpopular and costly arena project into the heart of Chinatown (just this week the arena developers announced their plans to instead stay in South Philadelphia's stadium district, to the immense relief of residents and activists across the city and the chagrin of the politicians who had been trying to make a buck). Robert Moses' impact in creating and shaping bad public process for the better part of the 20th Century in NYC has lessons all of us need as we engage with our city and state governments.

In summary, it was an excellent book and I'm glad I read it. I think if you are interested in the topics I mentioned, you might find it worth reading, or perhaps you might enjoy a more abbreviated experience in the form of the 99% Invisible podcast to get the highlights. And if you made it this far, thanks for reading!!

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p.s. In November I visited the New York-Historical Society and got to see TWO exhibits related to The Power Broker—one set of cases was dedicated to an exhibit for the 50th anniversary of its publishing (on view through early August 2025), and another (standing) exhibit covered Robert Caro's writing process. My friend Julie (of co-Power-Broker-book-club-of-two-reading-fame) recommended to me the documentary "Turn Every Page" about Robert Caro and his editor, Robert Gottlieb, which I am also planning to watch at some point. These were all great things to accompany the reading experience!

home for the holidays

Incidentally, these photos are from the last time I was home for Christmas, which was Christmas of 2016. In 2017, I was with my sisters in California, and in 2018, most recently, my family traveled to Spain together over the holiday break. I remain ever-dutiful in my back-blogging (slowly, ticking off my list one-by-one!!!).

Christmas classics on repeat: matching Christmas pajamas, elementary school ornaments, wreath-spotting, holly-dazzling, reading by the Christmas tree, and our family's annual trip upstate to visit family <3 (with a stop-off in Manhattan per old times sake).

While in the city, Emily and I went to a mediterranean restaurant that was very delicious, but whose name I forget entirely. I loved their water carafes—one bottle still, one bottle sparkling; the bottle of sparkling water was marked simply with a blue rubber band around the mouth of the jar. I thought it was such a simple, brilliant detail.

I don't know where Christmas will take me this year, but my Christmasses at home always include some of my favorite traditions and December coziness.

planted.

My idea of an antidote to winter—a plant-filled front window as spotted in SoHo (circa December 2016).

The Room Where It Happened


This week in backlog blog missives: September 2016, when I made a whirlwind trip to Philadelphia and home, during said whirlwind trip, my parents and I made a whirlwind trip to NYC to visit Emily and try our luck at the Hamilton cancellation line(!!!!). Emily, ever the seasoned New Yorker, had done the cancellation line a number of times and had it down to a science. She and I left her apartment in Harlem at about 4:30 AM (we both wanted to die/go back to sleep) and took an Uber to the Richard Rodgers Theater. When we arrived, there was a girl seated on one of the steps; she looked to have left a party not long before, but just to be sure, we asked if she was in line for the cancellation tickets. She looked at us like we were the insane ones—you be the judge.

We brought various necessities for freshening up at a more reasonable hour—a good thing, considering our haggard appearance at the dismal hour of 4:30 AM. Closer to showtime, our parents met us (each person in line can purchase up to two tickets, but all attendees must be present at time of purchase to immediately thereafter enter the theater; Emily and I waited in line to purchase two tickets each, and our parents joined us prior to entering the theater) in line. As luck (and a 4:30 AM wakeup call) would have it, there were some lottery no-shows (we entered the lottery, too, but, alas, did not score the $10 tickets) and WE ENDED UP WITH FOUR SEATS IN THE FRONT ROW. I could literally stand up and look down into the orchestra pit (I did not; we were at a Broadway performance; but when we first took our seats I took a long look).

At the time of this performance, there were a handful of original cast members still starring in the show: Christopher Jackson, Okieriete "Oak" Onaodowan, Jasmine Cephas Jones (who was incredible), and Anthony Ramos. The entire cast was show-stopping and the few hours that we sat in that front row, paying rapt attention to the action and melody and moment, are some that I will never forget. It feels impossible to fully describe such an experience—where every percussive boom of the cannon rattled your bones and where time seemed to stop as the turntable stage slowed as a secondhand drawn to the top of the hour. I hope that everyone can make it to see this amazing show. I hope I will have the opportunity again at some point.

Honestly, Hamilton is one of the most brilliant pieces of art I have ever had the privilege to witness. The music alone is a feat of incredible genius, but coupled with the numerous other elements which result in a stage production of this magnitude—it is utterly remarkable. Lin-Manuel Miranda is one of the most talented humans to walk the earth, and I am still in awe of that performance months and years later.

(And what would any New York trip be without beautiful brownstones? We also had Ample Hills ice cream after our Broadway matinee because #priorities.)


New York in the fall


(October 2016) Given that I hadn't been to my grandparents' pumpkin patch during the month of October since high school, I was long overdue for an autumn visit. I flew in and out of JFK and spent some time with Emily in the city before boarding my bus to Albany, where my Aunt Angela picked me up upon arrival. We spent the weekend leaf-spotting and spending time with family at the Pumpkin Patch. Angela had been keeping tabs on where we should go to enjoy the best fall colors and Thacher State Park did not disappoint!
At Grandma's house—William knows right where to find the ice cream, and it's so conveniently located at William-height. We all got a kick out of this—Stewart's ice cream for the win.

Jay and Angela and family dressed up as characters from the Princess Bride. Angela was teaching a yoga class, so I stood in as Princess Buttercup (it worked perfectly as there are no blondes in their immediate family, ha). My favorite part of this is the fact that they decided that William should be a Rodent Of Unusual Size and they based the rest of the family's costumes around that conclusion.

NYC autumn colors + upstate autumn colors


I loved these red church doors and paired arches. I miss vernacular architecture like this that you don't often see replicated in Utah.

Favorite sights at the Pumpkin Patch. It's astounding to see the flood levels through the years that my grandparents have owned the farm—the 2011 flooding during Hurricane Irene is absolutely astounding compared to floods in the 50s and 90s. Much of the artwork visible around the Pumpkin Patch was created by my dad's cousin Dutchie; I love the clever illustrations and the crows that crop up pointing out features and activities around the farm.

Hostess with the mostess <3

I wish I'd had more time with Em in the city, but we bookended the weekend with lunch visits. Plus, I got to visit her office at HarperCollins and sit agog in the lobby at the towering shelves (photos below) in their stairway as I waited for Emily to meet me for lunch.

The trailing ivy from the windowboxes gets me every. time.

I love how Central Park always holds new surprises in store—like this Naturalists Gate!: "This gate is dedicated to the thousands who have here entered Central Park to study nature under the sponsorship of the American Museum of Natural History." Isn't that just the loveliest?

As I was admiring the foliage and skyline from a lakeside view in the middle of Central Park, I completely and totally unexpectedly ran into my friends Kersti and Justin! It was so wild, as I'd expect to run into them in Provo, but not several thousand miles across the country, standing on the very same rock in Central Park.

I love these draping vines and the tiny jack-o-lantern in the front window of this brownstone. Don't you just love New York in the fall? it makes me want to buy school supplies (it also makes me want to get back on a plane to New York RIGHT NOW).