Sucko in Stucco
One of the greatest pleasures I derive from New York Shitty is the numerous witty and pithy comments I have the pleasure of moderating. This is because I envision his web site as being a two-way street. Its purpose is not solely to toss out missives into the abyss of the Internet; rather, I want people (be they Greenpointers or otherwise) to communicate. With each other and me.
That said, a commenter named “Rexlic” recently reminded me of a wonderful movie by the Marx Brothers called Cocoanuts. For those of you who are not familiar with this film here is the premise via IMDB:
Mr. Hammer (Groucho Marx —Ed. Note) runs a bankrupt Florida hotel. He’ll try anything to make money, even make love to rich Mrs. Potter. But his main scheme, selling real estate, is in danger of sabotage from zanies Chico and Harpo, who also reduce the schemes of a pair of jewel thieves to chaos…
The following choice specimens of north Brooklyn stucco abuse (and very bad taste) are dedicated to “Rexlic” and the brothers Marx. First up, check out this beauty on Conselyea Street.
You can have any kind of a home you want. You can even get stucco.
Oh, how you can get stucco.
Representing Greenpoint, we have this beauty on Meeker Avenue!
Those of you who are familiar with this area (Meeker Avenue west of North Henry Street) can attest to the many amenities this location affords:
- Scenic views of the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway.
- UNeasy access to public transportation (unless you like to hitchhike) and other essentials such as grocery stores, laundromats and the like.
- The distinction of living in the most crime-ridden section of the 94th Precinct!
But all the previous are trivialities. Who cares about practicality when he or she can enjoy
…the most exclusive residential district in
Florida GreenpointEast Williamsburg. Nobody lives there.