Philosophically speaking, look at it this way. I've encountered a lot of lefty urbanists who're eager to start some break-up-Megacity separatist movement along the lines of "Etobicoke can have Ford; we're outa here". To them, I respond, thoughtfully: "uh-uh. You're missing the point. If you were truly the thoughtful urbanists you pretend to be, you'd realize that even Etobicoke doesn't deserve a Mayor Ford."
Re "why is it bothersome to you?"--reread what I wrote.
In fact (and as per my point), they may "love" (or offer clues to loving) the suburbs even more than said suburbanites are capable of, or inclined to doing. So it's not about the raw suburbs; it's about the ham-handed, lousy-lay obtuse complacency of the suburbanites. They're *their* own worst enemies
So, it's bothersome--because we care. And who freaking cares how often we visit. By that calibre, the urban-minded should only narcissistically concern themselves with their own turf. And if something happens in some far-off community, we shouldn't bother, we should let "them" take care of it: if we only visit once in a blue moon or not at all, it's not our responsibility.
Uh, yeah, sure. Actually, by my estimation, if "we don't care", that speaks to a broader ailment--like even if we *visited* some such place, we'd be so entropically disinterested in anything regarding urban form or lay-of-the-land. Which is another way of saying that if the two of us travelled someplace--I dunno, road-tripped to Hamilton and back, or something--if it were me at the wheel, it's you who'd probably be "are we there yet" or "let's get out of this crap place" bored out of your skull, even in the kinds of suburban/nondescript zones which, supposedly, so-labeled "urban leftys" like me are less endeared toward. Well, if you're going to be like that, well...shove it.