Fedders Friday: Gas Guzzler’s Delight
As I put forth in this post, there appears to be a striking corrolation between Fedders Specials and over-sized motor vehicles. Wishing to test my pet theory out, I went to the headquarters of all things Fedders: Bushwick. Here are my findings.
This thoroughfare is a hot bed of Fedders activity.
As you can see, nary a lick of this property was wasted on plant life— not when valuable parking spaces will be lost! Priorities, folks!
I suppose it would only be logical that the kind of person who doesn’t mind coming home to a Soviet-era pile of crapitecture every day would probably not be too concerned about greenhouse emissions or paying $4.00 for a gallon of gas. To the developer’s credit, at least this building has some semblance of a yard.
While technically not a Fedders building (the air conditioning boxes are Friedrichs), this building has all the hallmarks of Fedderist Style:
While not nearly as impressive as its neighbor to the south, it has not been left unscathed. Case in point:
Nothing say “Howdy neighbor” like a five foot tall fence condoning off the entire frontage of your house.
Ass = Big ass Fedders Special + Big ass cars parked out front
But enough of this penny ante shit! Let’s see us a— how should I say— more statuesque example of Fedderization, shall we?
STOCKHOLM STREET SYNDROME
This one really needs to be seen in person to be appreciated.
But this detail should give you some idea of the delights that await you if you decide to make this monolith your home.
Let’s finish off this week’s installment of Fedder’s Friday with a bang by giving honorable mention to this bad boy on Troutman Street!
Granted, it possesses no Fedders boxes whatsoever but it embodies the spirit of Fedderization.
This is the entrance. The developers left nothing to chance: this gate is a full six feet tall.