Culture on the Cheap
Bushwick Speaks Up About Bush
I cannot tell a lie; until recently I turned my (not so little) nose up at Bushwick.
Yes, Miss Heather was guilty of arrogance. Fortunately, I have since seen the light. Today’s offerings on New York Shitty will be dedicated to sending this oft-maligned and disparaged neighborhood a little Greenpoint love.
Bushwick has a certain je nais se quoi, if you will. While Park Slopers may get in a dither about some crazed tart hanging
out above someone’s doorway, the peeps in this no-nonsense ‘nabe are engaged in heated political discourse.
Case in point: a polemic I found at 232 Meserole Street yesterday.
Some may bemoan the fact that our fearless leader is:
- A religious whack job
- A liar
- A lying religious whack job
- A lying religious whack job who has managed to get this country into a geopolitical situation whose (negative) consequences will be felt for a very long time
But such people are merely trifling with the symptoms of a larger (or in this case, smaller) problem. Leave it to the Bushwickers (or Bushwickians) to cut the crap and get right to the point.