An old man at the back of the streetcar sitting in a pool of his own urine stares into middle space clearly unaware of where he is or what’s happening around him. He is lost. But for his silence, he himself is a cry for help. Yet those around him are more focused on ignoring him than helping. It might be easy to blame them but it’s a weekday morning in Toronto and people are in a rush to get where they’re going. Besides, what can they do? This is a situation for professionals, who, needless to say, are nowhere to be found.
Similar scenarios are also playing out in public libraries across Canada. Our “cities’ living rooms” now find themselves overwhelmed by our struggle to cope with the addicted, the mentally ill, and the plain down-and-out looking for a place to get out of the cold or the heat. This was never the intended purpose of libraries, but it’s one they now must serve.
And it’s not an easy task. Librarians report being punched and spat on. Between 2022 and 2023, security and safety incidents at the Winnipeg Public Library increased by 21 percent. Suspected overdoses in Toronto public libraries increased 529 percent. In Edmonton, staff say that no fewer than 99 opioid overdoses occurred in 2022. Little wonder librarians are learning how to administer naloxone as their jobs more and more resemble those of social workers.
Meanwhile, public parks in Canadian communities large and small have been taken over by makeshift tent cities that leave locals feeling like intruders. In Toronto alone, there were at least 202 tents this spring, up from 82 at the same time last year. It is a situation that has led to severely strained relations, even violence, between regular park users and these unwanted occupiers, not to mention brutal confrontations with police. Given the critical need for green space in a country urbanizing faster than ever, the loss of parks impacts literally millions of Canadians.
As sympathetic as we might be—or want to be—these incursions into the public realm and shared urban, suburban, and rural spaces are changing our relationship to the places we call home. Once safe arenas where our communal lives play out are now contested real estate, a no-man’s land, ground zero in the struggle between the haves and the have-nots, healthy and diseased, the secure and the desperate. All claim the space as their own as the civic sense of cooperation, order, and safety breaks down.
Even our sidewalks are becoming a locus of this random violence. In Vancouver, one victim was recently left dead and another with a severed hand. Early reports of the incident paint a picture of a deeply disturbed man attacking complete strangers with a knife. It doesn’t help that the accused, who has more than 60 “interactions” with police, was out on parole. Similar indiscriminate encounters on the Toronto transit system have left passengers shaken and leery about riding the “Red Rocket.”
As Canada’s much-celebrated social safety net erodes, the public realm is pressed into service to fill in the gaps and provide makeshift shelter for those who have nowhere else to go. The institutions created to help the needy have been closed or rendered impotent by decades of austerity budgets. Ontario Premier Doug Ford likes to boast that his is the only provincial regime that has never raised taxes. Ontarians pay, instead, through badly compromised living conditions and ballooning deficits.
The result is a worsening quality of life for all Canadians. This encompasses everything from increased congestion as commuters avoid increasingly dangerous public transit, to fewer opportunities for kids (and adults) to get out into the natural world to play, exercise, or walk the dog.
Some argue these developments are merely inconvenient, occasionally irritating, but not significant. Not so. The cumulative impact of the continued erosion of public spaces leads to an increased sense of disconnection between people and the places they live and work. Without access to safe transport, libraries that offer opportunities for study and contemplation, and the open spaces of our parks and the like, life is diminished for all.
Joshua Bell is pictured at his tent in Edmonton on Thursday October 19, 2023. Jason Franson/The Canadian Press.
Despite what they like to believe, not even the richest can escape the corrosive consequences of a culture that grows ever more stressful. Not even the most closely gated community can avoid an ever more dysfunctional environment. As the poet reminded us, “No man is an island.” Indeed, the global village is a reality. Everything (and everyone) is linked to everything (and everyone). No one is immune to the precarity and the siege mentality that are both causes and consequences of the collapse of the safety net that long helped underpin confidence in the country’s future. We used to believe the 20th century belonged to Canada; no one’s saying that about the 21st.
Though our prime minister-in-waiting, Pierre Poilievre, has yet to commit to supporting social programs such as child care and dental care, he is adamant he will “fix the budget.” Whatever that means. As things stand, Canada needs cutbacks like a hole in the head. That’s one of the main reasons we got into this mess in the first place.
After the Second World War, social housing was one of the federal government’s more successful programs. But in the early 1990s, the governments of Brian Mulroney and Jean Chretien downloaded the file to the provinces, which downloaded it to the municipalities, minus the required funding, of course. Today, Finland is the only country that has successfully managed the problem of homelessness. The Finns don’t see housing as a reward for good behaviour, but rather a crucial first step to getting lives back on track and treating the usual causes of homelessness, mental illness, addiction, and poverty. The virtual elimination of homelessness in that country confirms the soundness of that approach.
Canada is nowhere near solving the problem here. As the wider housing crisis reminds us, you don’t have to be homeless here to be in need of a place to live.