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Games changer

As the London Games approach, there is still a mood of irritation about
the Olympics juggernaut.
Simon Jones  asks not what we can do for the Games, but what the Games can do for us.

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They took out all the fish. Lifted them wholesale out of the Bow Backs, the waterways that swarm around the new Olympic site, and took them all to Birmingham. It was done as a key stage in clearing out the canal, which hadn't been done for more than a century. Not that anyone noticed. The water looks much the same, but has none of the dangerous filth and effluent that had polluted it during Stratford's industrial past.

Before building work began, allotmenteers objected to being moved off the site. After they'd gone it was discovered that their vegetables had been growing in soil that was radioactive.

Nowhere in London would there have been a more challenging place to upend the landscape. The Olympic site sits on a decayed layer of insecticide and fertiliser plants, paint factories, distilleries and gas works. It seethed with vicious chemicals. It was the wrong side of the River Lea - where London traditionally stopped - even more estranged than the supposed badlands of Tower Hamlets and Hackney. Even in boom time, developers ran scared.

Then London won its 2012 Olympics bid. Five soil-washing machines arrived, cleaning a million cubic metres of oil, petrol, tar, cyanide, arsenic and lead contamination. 220 knackered buildings were demolished, with more than 98 per cent of demolition materials being recycled into new venues. There are miles of new clean riverbanks and over a hectare of additional wildlife habitat.

In exchange we'll have to turn a blind eye to a summer overdose of Coca-Cola and McDonalds. Swallow the vanity of principle, like Jesus asked of the crowds who wanted to stone the adulterous woman. It might even do us good to set down our pharisaical objections for a while.

LOCAL INTEREST
I should declare an interest. I live in Newham, and stand to benefit from the 2012 Games for some of the above reasons. Zaha Hadid's impressive Aquatics Centre will become my local municipal swimming pool, and my family will picnic in the new Olympic Park. But this does also mean that I have had a close view of some of the ways in which locals have been affected by the Olympics juggernaut.

In some cases they have been pitted against each other. The allotment holders found they were to be relocated to an area that was common land being defended by the Lamas Lands Defence Committee. 425 tenants from a housing co-op, on the site of what is now the athletes' village, had to be relocated when the London Development Agency was granted a compulsory purchase order. (Tenants were dispersed into accommodation across London and lost the community and social make-up of the estate.)

There have been local campaigns that I have supported, too. The Metropolitan Police proposes to build a 'Mustering Briefing and Deployment Centre' on Wanstead Flats, amending a Forest Act that protects the area from enclosure and development. This seems to me even less necessary than the rocket launchers on nearby buildings and tanks in surrounding parks, but has been forced through on Olympic grounds.

CORPORATE CONTROL
I do also struggle with the corporate takeover of the Games - though it is a takeover that predates the 2012 Olympics by some decades. As Lord Coe regularly points out, the event is the equivalent of staging 26 world championships, before taking a short break then doing it all over again with 20 Paralympics championships. This is a huge undertaking (15,000 athletes; 20,000 accredited media; millions of ticket holders) that has historically proved unaffordable.

In Montreal 1976 organizers sold sponsorship rights to anyone who asked. The result was 628 official partners and a bill that the city did not pay off until 2006. Everybody lost. 'A lot of people were questioning the Olympic movement', says Stephen Wenn, co-author of Selling the Five Rings: The International Olympic Committee and the rise of Olympic commercial-ism. 'There was a chill in municipal councils all around the world - whether there was any viable reason for going ahead with the Games.' In 1984 the Los Angeles organisers tried a different tack, selling sponsorship rights only to a small cadre of multinational corporations. The result was a $225 million surplus.

The IOC launched a similar sponsorship program the following year. Nine corporations paid huge sums for global marketing rights, generating more revenue. Suddenly the financial disaster of Montreal was largely forgotten. Six cities jostled to host the 1992 Summer Olympics and five battled for the next. 'Once [the 1984 organisers] demonstrated a way to carry off the enterprise on the backs of the private sector, there was renewed interest', says Wenn.

But there were vulnerabilities in the model. Converse had paid millions to be one of the few official partners. Yet when its rival, Nike, plastered huge murals of swoosh-wearing athletes all over Los Angeles, 42 per cent of Angelenos believed them an official partner. So began the nasty inevitability of brand control, with cities cleared of compromising advertising. This is true of most modern sports events. At the last soccer World Cup in Germany, hundreds of Dutch fans were stripped of their orange trousers, which had been provided by a non-official brewer. My local greasy spoon, known since 2005 as Olympic Café, has had to rename itself, with a globby brushstroke, as Lympic Café so as not to fall foul of brand regulations.

This is specious nonsense, no question, but balanced against a bigger debt, or the lack of an Olympics altogether, it may be more bearable than it first appears.

London, of course, is remembered for its austerity games in the wake of the second world war. Back then British competitors received just two bits of newly-invented kit: a pair of Y-fronts and an anorak. There is undoubtedly more charm to this than 2012's fielding of a volunteer army branded by Adidas and trained by McDonalds, but the alternative now is the Games going elsewhere, and Stratford remaining a chemical mess.

LEGACY COMMITMENT
There are fears that, despite the physical regeneration, the usage legacy of the new park is not guaranteed. The sheer scale of the site places is it on a supra-human level. Officially, Newham's mayor, who heads a borough with poverty statistics to rival any in the country, is circumspect about the changes: 'I believe the 2012 Olympic and Paralympic Games coming to Newham has accelerated the pace of change, representing a unique chance to bring the scale of growth and prosperity to significantly improve quality of life for Newham's people. I am keenly aware, however, that regeneration projects, and of course hosting the Olympics, won't inevitably bring real benefits for local people.

Canary Wharf, for instance, is hugely successful in creating wealth but has failed to transform the lives of the local residents.' Unofficially he airs his concerns more robustly. 'There is an element of people now saying, "Well, we've all put this money in now. That's it. Done." No it bloody isn't. We've got to do the people side.' He felt the same way about the vast Westfield Shopping Centre attached to Stratford's new transport hub. 'I don't want gentrification that drives people out. I want jobs for our people, and I want them to be able to shop in places where they can afford to. They may or may not shop at Westfield. I don't care. My issue is to make sure they are able to work.'

In The Death and Life of Great American Cities, Jane Jacobs' influential work on the failures of 1950s/60s urban planning, the author criticises 'grand project' urban design for creating unnatural spaces, separating out residential, industrial and commercial areas in too structured a manner. But her solution: mixed use areas; high pedestrian permeability; density; and a mix of old and new buildings, has formed part of the Olympic regeneration. Although there are a number of new buildings, old ones (such as the art-deco Estee Lauder factory and nearby mills) have been refigured. The mix of commercial and residential buildings seems at times haphazard, but randomness - a unique human factor - is one of her key requirements.

We will not know for sure whether the site's legacy credentials hold up for a decade or more, but the plan for the area is a world away from the white elephant regeneration of Athens, the fear of which has driven much of the London decision making. There is a good argument to be made about whether the new housing will be genuinely affordable, but so far it appears that planners, rather than putting humans at the mercy of the big corporations, have attempted to put humans at the centre of the plan and take advantage of the corporations to help pay for it. In a sense, it redeems the involvement of some dubious companies by putting their resources to more noble use. Not making the scarlet white as snow exactly - the campaign for ethical corporate behaviour continues - but at least using some talents more appropriately.

Outside London, understandably the concerns are different. The pull of resource to the south can be irritating. But do at least enjoy the sport. And thanks for minding the fish.

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