It would appear that in the wee hours of Sunday morning a Greenpointer was the victim of a hit and run on Calyer Street between Newel and McGuinness Boulevard. The good news is the victim is alive, if in critical condition. The bad news is this is yet another example of how out of control speeding is around McGuinness Boulevard. You can read the whole sad story by clicking here.
My wishes go out to Mr. Chamberlain and his loved ones. May he make a complete recovery and the party responsible for this reprehensible act be brought to justice.
P.S.: Special thanks goes out to Caryn Rose for bringing this to my attention.
UPDATE, 6:36 p.m.: Here is an email I have received regarding this incident. Anonymous writes:
My sister witnessed that hit and run. Or rather, her cab driver saw it all. She was heading back to NYC and said that it was a white car and the guy was pretty bad. They got out of the car and she said he was unconscious and bleeding from the head but that he was still breathing. They called 911 and flagged down a passing cop car… She said the cops were rather dismissive and said that the victim was drunk- they could smell it. She said “how do you know that? I had wine tonight!”…. I guess that if the victim is drunk that means he deserves to be mowed down!!… She said they didn’t seem interested in taking down names or statements either…. There is an outdoor surveillance camera outside the fabric store next to Dough de Damas. I wonder if the cops even checked that out???
– I am furious at the attitude of the cops.!!!
While I usually disdain this kind of thing (exhortations to kill— be it the police or anyone else for that matter) I am posting this one because quite frankly the fact this missive has been inscribed on a discarded umbrella sort of undermines the message. “Gangsta” this most decidedly isn’t. Special thanks goes to Todd for forwarding this find (which hails from Greenpoint Avenue and Franklin Street.
One would think that someone who has been sanctioned to take a 40 story megadump on Greenpoint’s waterfront could at least maintain his property. I guess not.
Dear Mr. Palin: I have always wanted to take a picture of this building. And thanks to your negligence I was able to get the photo I always wanted— before you tear it down and build a steaming pile of King’s Crap. Thank you.
Trespasser & Outlaw,
Filed under: 11211, Crazy Cat Lady, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
If you know who this kitty belongs to please contact his (or her) good Samaritan at the above telephone number.
Empire State Building, Green Street at Manhattan Avenue; April 17, 2010
Empire State Building, Green Street at Franklin Street; April 18, 2010
As is often the case with some of the choicer finds in our fair ‘nabe this reminds me of a story. Methinks it was back in 2000 that a person I know, we’ll call him John, was experiencing a period of— how should I put it— enhanced recreational drug use. I’m not terribly sure what intoxicants loosened his inhibitions so as to do what I am about to tell you but if I had to hazard a guess I’d say cocaine and alcohol. I suppose the following goes without saying but I’ll say it anyway: I was not present when the following came to pass. While I do not care what people do in the privacy of their own homes there is some things I simply do not care to be around. I am too old for this shit. But I digress.
On one summer evening— no, make that morning— John had a bee in his bonnet. To assuage this he headed to the roof of his building (which was located on Green Street). He had something to say. And say it he did— while shooting both “birds” at Manhattan:
Fuck you, World Trade Center!
Fuck you, Empire State Building!
Fuck you, Chrysler Building!
And so on and so forth. Upon completing his mission John headed towards the stairs so as to go back to his abode. Little did he know that his digestive tract had other plans: his screed was punctuated by a copious stream of vomitus. After divesting himself he went downstairs (and presumably to bed). To his credit he got up bright and early and cleaned up the evidence of his misdeeds. One has to commend him for this act of neighborly/common courtesy.
If there is a moral to this story it is this: I find it strangely refreshing that even after ten years some things in the Garden Spot never change.
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture
From Lorimer Street.
On April 1, 2010 I wrote (in this post):
…The Greenpoint Law of (over)Abundance: we have a falafel/kebab cart on Noble Street, Mediterranean Shawarma and God Bless Deli on Manhattan Avenue both; Kestane Kebab on Nassau Avenue and Bagels On The Run, once again on Manhattan Avenue. The latter-most is renovating and will be serving Gyro goodness.
It is only natural that Donia Cafe will be a Middle Eastern restaurant…
I mention this because today I noticed the place formerly known as the Sweetpoint Cafe at one 230 Calyer Street has become, well…
Dough De Damas
230 Calyer Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
UPDATE, February 17, 2011: It would appear a pizzeria now occupies this space.
Now this is just plain cold. If the complainant in question is reading this: please cut the guy some slack. It sounds like he has enough on his hands already.
In addition I would like to make it known that when I walked by his property today it was spotless. Besides, how can you harbor a grudge against a man who loves cats?
From Manhattan Avenue.
I have seen plenty of missing cat fliers over the years but I can honest say this is the first missing person flier I have ever encountered in the Garden Spot. If you have seen Tim or know of his whereabouts please contact his loved ones at: whereistimsomers (at) gmail (dot) com.