“Vienna is dying,” Elizabeth Scalia wrote in her journal during a visit to the city a few years ago.
While traipsing its avenues and hopping on and off of buses, we see a materialistic society bearing more dogs on leashes than children in strollers. The concierge is from Turkey. The hotel staff is mostly Asian, and the taxi driver appears to have migrated from Planet Neptune. For each characteristic coffee house there is a kebab stand. Where is Vienna’s tomorrow?
She offers her answers in today’s “On the Square,” Hating Ourselves to Death .
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