Today the sun was shining and although I wasn’t at 100% (due to whatever cold/sinus problem that has been and still is afflicting me) I went out for a six hour walk. My final destination: Tony Avella’s “meet and greet” on Bedford Avenue. Truth be told I came away from the experience depressed.
This had nothing to do with Mr. Avella’s fitness for being our next Mayor. I like his platform and found him to be very amiable in person. What’s more, he’s a lefty. Handed, that is. Both the Mister and I are “southpaws”.*
Rather it was the apathy…
and narcissism of the local citizenry that got to me.
Then came along Lisa Marie. Avella’s helpers attempted to hand her a flier and she said:
I don’t need this. I’m a registered Democrat. Give me the petition!
As she was signing Avella’s petition (to get on the ballot) Lisa Marie explained that she grew up on the Northside and was none too happy about the recent spate of luxurification in her neighborhood. These are my words. Hers were much more colorfulĂ‚Â and piquant.
Lisa Marie is a sad reminder of what Williamsburg has become— and what Greenpoint might be.
I told Tony to come to Greenpoint. If he wants to see a real community (not a bunch of transplants, effete artist-wannabe types and stroller moms) that has been on the business-end of Mr. Bloomberg’s malfeaseance he should come here.
I have been told he will.
To close on an “up” note as the Mister and I were waiting for the B61 bus we saw a glimmer of hope.
I love this guy.
Miss Heather
*The Mister is a registered Democrat and signed Avella’s petition. I didn’t: I’m an independent.
