The 4 eyed wimp in the article only looks like a future developer! Not to worry folks,...... he'll probably get mugged by the locals, move out and leave the destruction of this "shabby- chic" undervalued neighborhood to the real developers.....exploiters....par-excellaence!
Well I guess there are some benefits to having cub yuppie reporters moving to Queens and take advantage of its cheap rents. This guy writes with a hands-on familiarity about a place that could very well be in Queens. No one from Hollywood can dream up that unique experience.
He talks like a person who has spent afternoons shopping in dreary 99 cent stores, eating in restaurants serving animal parts unknown at home in Kansas, suffering through abysmal city services in Queens (mass transit and post offices come to mind) and wondering why, in a place that touts itself as having so many cultures and wonderful experiences, noticeably certain useful dimensions (as a good bookstore, bars where people don't wear shades at night, quality clothing stores, and perhaps a French bistro) are left out.
Maybe our Parks Commisioner Adrian Benepe has got the answer. Relax the "dog laws" and permit packs of unleashed Pit-Bulls to roam these neighborhoods during certain hours! That ought to keep out the "hipsters" (and cub reporters) from pioneering these "hoods" and ripening them up for the builders! Nice doggy, nice doggy.....here's a biscuit for you....please don't eat me!
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The 4 eyed wimp in the article only looks like a future developer! Not to worry folks,...... he'll probably get mugged by the locals, move out and leave the destruction of this "shabby- chic" undervalued neighborhood to the real developers.....exploiters....par-excellaence!
Well I guess there are some benefits to having cub yuppie reporters moving to Queens and take advantage of its cheap rents. This guy writes with a hands-on familiarity about a place that could very well be in Queens. No one from Hollywood can dream up that unique experience.
He talks like a person who has spent afternoons shopping in dreary 99 cent stores, eating in restaurants serving animal parts unknown at home in Kansas, suffering through abysmal city services in Queens (mass transit and post offices come to mind) and wondering why, in a place that touts itself as having so many cultures and wonderful experiences, noticeably certain useful dimensions (as a good bookstore, bars where people don't wear shades at night, quality clothing stores, and perhaps a French bistro) are left out.
Maybe our Parks Commisioner Adrian Benepe has got the answer. Relax the "dog laws" and permit packs of unleashed Pit-Bulls to roam these neighborhoods during certain hours! That ought to keep out the "hipsters" (and cub reporters) from pioneering these "hoods" and ripening them up for the builders! Nice doggy, nice doggy.....here's a biscuit for you....please don't eat me!
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