Let's not read any victory for architectural sanity into this, perhaps more about t. krenz, but the "gigantic titanium cloud" that would have been the Guggenheim, and would have fucked my view of Manhattan, is dead. ding dong. I thought it an arrogant, childish, and wasteful relic of that 3 months of the late 90s when Gehry seemed to portend something, anything, greater than a fish-shaped restaurant.