5 meanwhile in New York

Meanwhile in New York, memorial architecture is running on empty and students hit Form Z faster than they did five years ago. Graduates graduate with a shaky grasp of a future the sophomores can already see but have difficulty describing. Asked if they understand why Jack Kerouac took to the road and the ‘it’ of it all, they stuttered. Asked if they knew where the beatniks were going, they paused and said: what’s a beatnik?
All that road going was never easy.
Now all that screen-going begins to choke minds.
“We need heroes,” the Professor of Glazed Hams said, ‘real heroes. Just like the one we followed last century. Even” – and no one knows why this should come into his mind – “if just for one day!”
But it seems we have one. The architect, one of those Franks, so keen on the hand-stitched and hand-crafted cowboy boots from Bozeman, Montana, is on the road, we are told, for at least 200 days in the year. Work it out. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to calculate just how much time the architect is in his office in Berlin, Toronto, Tel Aviv or New York.
Clearly the profession of architecture is changing.