What you name places is important. Planners, geographers and map makers all know this. It may seem like fiddling while something's burning, but really, it is important. Really. Stamps feet on embers.
The Albuquerque Journal
reports on the Los Ranchos/Journal Center Rail Runner Express Station - The Name.
Basically, the name was thrust upon the station without asking any locals what they thought of the idea. Like most everything, the neighborhood association president, Steve Wentworth, says the name is dumb. Maybe he thinks if he bitches long enough they'll name it after him. (I'm hopeful that works for Geraldine Amato and city hall.)
The territorially-minded neighborhood president thinks the name is dumb in the same way that it was dumb to call Corrales Road that for centuries before it was renamed Alameda. That is, not dumb at all. Roads were named for where they go. Similarly, the Rail Runner station is named for what it is near: Los Ranchos and Journal Center.
And I like the bit about horses on the Rail Runner website:
The Los Ranchos / Journal Center Rail Runner station is nestled in an
area that was celebrating horse travel long before the train arrived.
To this day, it is not uncommon to find many an equestrian traveling
the ditch banks and dirt paths of the North Valley.
The box of renaming Pandoras has been opened! Naming things is a time-honored powerful
political perk. You can say there should be limits on naming places
politicians but that horse left the barn. It had Domenici branded on
butt. The horse then died
with the naming of the Babs and Bill Richardson Pavilion at UNMH. And
it was beaten when the community center at Alameda was renamed for
Raymond G. Sanchez.
Some think it should be called El Pueblo station since it is on El Pueblo Road. It is a very popular location. The parking lot was
expanded recently but there is usually overflow onto the road shoulders. Yeah, so naming the station for the street it swallows is a good idea.