It is hard to imagine that four decades ago, in early May 1971, fires were set and windows were smashed in the far reaches of Brooklyn in protest of cuts to Medicaid and other social programs, when so often now it is matters of lifestyle and taste that inspire our most expressive displays of contention and ire—our quaint revolutionary gestures.
Haha! People used to get angry about real shit. Now they complain that the DOT is the "Department of Tyranny." You know, I'm really gonna miss Janette Sadik-Khan. She's like the one good thing Bloomberg ever did. [photo]
Citibank is the chief corporate sponsor of the bike program, and that fact is hardly obscured on the kiosks and bikes they have paid for. Some in Brooklyn have argued that corporate branding does not belong on landmark blocks... It is hard not to feel as though that strain of dispute might have been squelched if the bikes had been brought to us by Whole Foods, rather than an organization whose subprime mortgage dealings helped bring about the financial crisis.
Take that, Brooklyn bourgeoisie! Though maybe Fairway would have been a better Brooklyn joke? We still don't have a Whole Foods yet...
When an earnest woman took the podium to explain, in a way bound to invite derision, how agonizing it had been to explain to her child why one of the kiosks in her neighborhood had been defaced so quickly—slapped with a few sheets of paper declaring, “Landmark blocks are not for sale”—more frustration could be heard. “Your child will live,” the man seated next to me blurted out, channeling an entire world’s worth of antipathy to the relentlessly kindergarten-centric.
Hashtag Brooklyn! [photo]
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