“You don’t know what hard times are, Daddy.”
Time passes, and what it passes through is people — though people believe that they are passing through time, and even, at certain euphoric moments, directing time. It’s a delusion, but it’s where memoirs come from, or at least the very best ones. They tell how destiny presses on desire and how desire pushes back, sometimes heroically, always poignantly, but never quite victoriously. Life is an upstream, not an uphill, battle, and it results in just one story: how, and alongside whom, one used his paddle.- Walter Kirn on Robert Stone’s “Prime Green”
Since 2008, the dogged private dick has helped cops collar seven clairvoyants accused of bilking six-figure sums out of people. “This is truly organized crime,” said Nygaard, who got his start in the 1980s busting three-card monte and other con games before a 21-year stint as a Nassau County cop. “These are ruthless people.” (my story, via New York Daily News) ›
At one point he stared at the chess board for a while, and looked up at her.
“I’d like it if you could kill me silently on this. Not talk, just kill me silently,” he said. “Ninja.”
She looked for a while, and found what he had seen, and she made her move and killed him silently.
Then they fist bumped.
Anger over the death of a Brooklyn teenager shot and killed by police fueled a riot on the streets of East Flatbush Monday — projectiles were hurled at cops, car windows were smashed and a pharmacy customer had a bottle bashed over his head. The scenes of violence on blocks near the NYPD’s 67th Precinct stationhouse followed a protest march that grew out of a candlelight vigil for Kimani (Kiki) Gray, 16, killed by police bullets on Saturday. (my story, via New York Daily News) ›
A wild scene in East Flatbush, Brooklyn last night. Cops gun down a 16-year-old kid, who allegedly had a loaded gun. Riot erupts during peaceful procession along Church Avenue. Cars smashed. Stores looted. A spectacular event to cover. Also. A lesson in the pros and cons of Twitter during a breaking news story.
Generation X. The Normals. The Undertones. Teenage Head. It just happened to be one of those glorious afternoons. Kiss Me. Deadly.
I have neither perfect pitch nor a head for mathematics, and anyway who wants to compute the speed of history? Like all falling bodies, it constantly accelerates. But I would like to hear your life as you heard it, coming at you, instead of hearing it as I do, a sober sound of expectations reduced, desires blunted, hopes deferred or abandoned, chances lost defeats accepted, griefs borne...Having no future of my own, why shouldn’t I look forward to yours? (via Angle of Repose) ›
Indeed, the Brooklyn aesthetic is so ubiquitous and slavishly adhered to that it displays all the suburban hallmarks that we love to deride. The conformity, the dull sameness, the utter lack of imagination… Brooklyn is filled with hundreds of independent businesses so identical to one another that they may as well be chains. Farm-to-table restaurants and are the new Applebees and felted wool antlers are the new Thomas Kinkades. (via New York Observer) ›
Overheard by Lisa Riordan Seville. Feb. 28, 2013. Fort Defiance. Van Brunt Street. Red Hook, Brooklyn.
"After all these years of trying to revive their old neighborhoods, what a shame if it turns out that American cities have birthed a new kind of monotony." (via New Republic) ›
Philadelphia Inquirer architecture critic Inga Saffron explores the real problems with gentrification: the death of economic, racial and generational diversity. In other words: the very things that lured so many of us from the suburbs in the first place.
Hey, remember that time you got a summons for riding your bike the wrong way in Prospect Park or for drinking a 40 outside of ABC No Rio or for falling asleep on the subway? You know that if you didn't show up to court, there's now a warrant for your arrest and you WILL GO TO JAIL if you're ever stopped by the cops? And hey. Did you know that there are 1 MILLION PEOPLE JUST LIKE YOU IN NYC? My latest story in the New York Daily News. ›
“There are now more than 1 million open bench warrants against loiterers, boozers and other petty scofflaws in New York, court records show. And while it’s unclear how many offenders are deceased or carry multiple offenses, the number of outlaws here nearly matches the population of Dallas.”
Whether or not he is guilty, a bright, beautiful woman is dead, her creativity and expression dashed with a brick to the head; and I am left with my dreams of Sarai, my own dreams of myself. ›
Pearl Gabel is a gifted reporter, photographer, storyteller — and all-around bad-ass broad. Her essay on tracking the ghost of Sarai Sierra through Istanbul made my day.
A wife-beating anchorman. A pair of mistresses. A deranged narcissist detailing her alleged sexcapades in a SELF-PUBLISHED novel. Denials. Retractions. A Front Page Scoop. Friday was a great day to be a reporter in New York City. ›
More than 50% of women said they would give up sex for six months if it meant saving $2,500, according to a survey by All You Magazine. Stephen Rex Brown and I hit the streets to find out what REAL ASS LADIES THINK.