Culture on the Cheap
The Rat King Speaks?
This weekend I was given a fan-fucking-tastic gift.
Anne Kansfield (of the Greenpoint Reformed Church) found this at a yard sale and picked it up for me. As you can imagine, I have been poring over this book like a maniac. I have even cooked up a little project to publish on New York Shitty using one of the maps in this rather substantial tome. Part of this project required I go to the area around Cooper Park. Greenpoint, Williamsburg, Bushwick, Greenwick —whatever you want to call it— I was there yesterday afternoon. And on a lark I decided to check in on the Rat King’s house.
I was rather surprised to see that his humble abode has not been razed to the ground. I noticed a missive scrawled out on the fence in felt tip marker. Intrigued, I went in for a closer look.
Yes sir, not even the Department of Buildings can keep a good man (or his house) down.
I suspect we have not heard the last of the Rat King.