
And this development has crucial implications-not only for the future of American cities, but also for the future of the U.S. As the sociologists Richard Lloyd and Terry Nichols Clark put it, they are “ entertainment machines” for the young, rich, and mostly childless. The “basic custom” of the American city, wrote the urbanist Sam Bass Warner, was a “commitment to familialism.” Today’s cities, however, are decidedly not for children, or for families who want children. Source: Jed Kolko analysis of Census and American Community Survey dataĬities were once a place for families of all classes. In the biggest picture, it turns out that America’s urban rebirth is missing a key element: births. By contrast, families with children older than 6 are in outright decline in these places. In high-density cities like San Francisco, Seattle, and Washington, D.C., no group is growing faster than rich college-educated whites without children, according to Census analysis by the economist Jed Kolko. And the same could be said of pretty much every other dense and expensive urban area in the country. There are many reasons New York might be shrinking, but most of them come down to the same unavoidable fact: Raising a family in the city is just too hard. (At this rate, Manhattan’s infant population will halve in 30 years.) In that same period, the net number of New York residents leaving the city has more than doubled. Since 2011, the number of babies born in New York has declined 9 percent in the five boroughs and 15 percent in Manhattan. But as the city has attracted more wealth, housing prices have soared alongside the skyscrapers, and young families have found staying put with school-age children more difficult. New York is the poster child of this urban renaissance. Read: The Steady Destruction of America’s Cities Young college graduates flocked to brunchable neighborhoods in the 2000s, and rich companies followed them with downtown offices. Dirty and violent downtowns typified by the “mean streets” of the 1970s became clean and safe in the 1990s. We are supposedly living in the golden age of the American metropolis, with the same story playing out across the country. Last year, for the first time in four decades, something strange happened in New York City. It looked like hell-or, as I once suggested to a roommate, a carefully staged public service announcement against family formation.Īpparently, the public got the message. Meanwhile, she would shout hygiene instructions in the direction of the older child, who would slap both hands against every other grimy step to use her little arms as leverage, like an adult negotiating the boulder steps of Machu Picchu. The mom would fold the stroller to the size of a boogie board, then drag it behind her with her right hand, while cradling the younger and typically crying child in the crook of her left arm. Every so often descending the stairway, I would catch a glimpse of a particular family with young children in its Sisyphean attempts to reach the fourth floor. A few years ago, I lived in a walkup apartment in the East Village of New York.
