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What’s That Smell?
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
(Or: Golden Shower At McCarren Park)
Upon having this aromatic golden stream of goodness brought to our Parks Advocate and (New York City Parks Supervisor)— for two weeks, no less— here’s what she had to say.
New York Shitty analysis:
- Is it appropriate for a civil servant to solicit (via auto-signature) for not-for-profit organization (this being Open Space Alliance North Brooklyn) in an email sent on our (the taxpayers’s) proverbial dollar?
- Indeed, the honey-dipper for this privy is not providing an acceptable level of service— at least when one port-o-let is being pressed into service for a ~1/2 acre of “green space”. I know because people are complaining to me in the hope I can actually do something about it.
- What does a comfort station at Abate Playground have to do with points #1 and #2?
- Just fix it already. Ever heard of Hepatitis?
LAST GASP: WNYC Transmitter Park
Taken May 13, 2012 at 7:30 p.m.
UPDATE, 10:17 p.m.: If a commenter is to be believed, this park is not officially open to the public— not that anyone is actually doing anything about it, mind you. He/she writes:
At around 8:30 P.M. today a local lady was calling 911 on all the people in Transmitter Park in Greenpoint because its not open. 311 and the construction comp dont care. She told me they broke the lock on the gate. I told her there is not any lock nor is there a chain. She stilled just continued to call numbers on her cell. lol
Whoops.
Credits/Props:
1. Witty commentary of yours truly sitting atop a piece of heavy machinery: Mai Armstrong.
2. I was serendipitously wearing this tank top while doing so. Miss Witt, this one’s for you.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Special Mother’s Day Edition
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
From Freeman Street.
The Word On The Street, Part III Special Jim Jones Edition
God only knows I have stumbled upon more than my fair share of fascinating missives while pounding North Brooklyn’s pavement. But this one (from North 1st Street between Kent and Wythe Avenue) takes the cake. Not only did I see fit to bring this item home, but I am seriously considering framing it— or possibly using it as the inspiration for some customized stationery (postcards perhaps?)— or both.
P.S.: Those of you who are not familiar with what “drinking the Kool Aid” means can get enlightened by clicking here.
The Word On The Street, Part II: Achtung!
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, The Word On The Street
This rather ballsy choice of license plates hails from Driggs Avenue.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Keep Off The Grass?
A person we’ll call “E” writes May 12, 2012:
Hey Heather. I wanted to pick your very informative brain to ask if you knew of any way to find out whether something that appears to be a public space is or not ? I’m talking in particular of the grassy areas just outside of the Brooklyn Flea/Smorgasburg. People are being told they cannot sit on the grass at all now. I was asked to move today, and when I asked when we would be able to, was told not at all over the summer. Its a ridiculous sight seeing literally hundreds of people sitting around d the edges of a lovely grassy area that’s out of bounds. Absurd. If you want to check it out, go to morrow during the flea…
Naturally I had to see this for myself so today I swung by to see what gives…
Aside from a mass demonstration of cognitive dissonance I didn’t see a problem.
Although I have put out “feelers” as to what is (or isn’t) going on here (and will update this post accordingly) if anyone has the 411 please share via comments or email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. Your identity will remain anonymous if you so desire. Thanks!
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