Sure, the whole concept of this is gross, particularly given the sad state of local, state and federal support (let’s hear it one more time people; if you don’t think a $250 billion dollar highway bill isn’t a car subsidy, they you should get all your ‘market price’ produce from Europe) that make such recommendations necessary, but we still can’t let this go by without quibbling on one point. The naming rights of Union Square aren’t worth anything? I’m sorry, but people paid to put their name on football stadiums in Tampa Bay and Indianapolis. Perhaps they should acknowledge what the real problem is: god forbid people express any independent will in the face of corporate mandate, but they won’t do it becuase the last major rebranding effort in New York (6th Avenue) still hasn’t worked entirely, and that was the city doing it. Of course, now that all the trains are automated, you can insure the success of the Levitra Bedford Street stop.
Back in the real world (not the one where the crazy old coot suburban father of your friend rants that the interests of shareholders — which typically means guys who think living on Hilton Head and wearing pleated chinos with Polo shirts tucked in is the apex of civilization — trumps everything else in the universe, even if it means taking another chunk out of our culture irrevocably), the Daily News provides some background on the mysterious dark territory beyond the Essex Street platform on the J/M/Z, and the interesting historical nugget that there was an actual Delancy family, and they ran a cherry orchard.
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First, they have to figure out how to cancel Dr. Zizmor’s contract.
Sure, the whole concept of this is gross, particularly given the sad state of local, state and federal support (let’s hear it one more time people; if you don’t think a $250 billion dollar highway bill isn’t a car subsidy, they you should get all your ‘market price’ produce from Europe) that make such recommendations necessary, but we still can’t let this go by without quibbling on one point. The naming rights of Union Square aren’t worth anything? I’m sorry, but people paid to put their name on football stadiums in Tampa Bay and Indianapolis. Perhaps they should acknowledge what the real problem is: god forbid people express any independent will in the face of corporate mandate, but they won’t do it becuase the last major rebranding effort in New York (6th Avenue) still hasn’t worked entirely, and that was the city doing it. Of course, now that all the trains are automated, you can insure the success of the Levitra Bedford Street stop.
Back in the real world (not the one where the crazy old coot suburban father of your friend rants that the interests of shareholders — which typically means guys who think living on Hilton Head and wearing pleated chinos with Polo shirts tucked in is the apex of civilization — trumps everything else in the universe, even if it means taking another chunk out of our culture irrevocably), the Daily News provides some background on the mysterious dark territory beyond the Essex Street platform on the J/M/Z, and the interesting historical nugget that there was an actual Delancy family, and they ran a cherry orchard.