WHAT.
BRADY DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?!
MUST VISIT!
two months ago I was on this same bridge praying I’d be out of this fucking place fed up with the cards I’d been dealt. Now? Meh, I’ll stick around.
THIS IS SO OFFENSIVE.
and what “wealthy white people” exist along Graham? I’ve never seen a one.
and why are we always the one giving ‘hoods bad names? always a shame to be in these places and see the devastation (read: literally shit all over the streets) and the residents walking around giving zero fucks. it’s embarrassing. take some pride and initiative for God’s sake. you don’t want rich white people “gentrifying” the place with coffee shops and bars, then please contribute something positive to your ‘hood, don’t just treat it like garbage and complain about racist remarks if you’re feeding into the stereotypes.
this entire debacle really pisses me off about Brooklyn, and New York in general. there’s just no respect for the prior generation - the cultures, families, history that has existed. a lot of my family members grew up in Williamsburg/Bushwick and the Bronx and Queens and to see a sign like this removed would be really awful; it’s literally having a part of our history dismissed.
ridiculous!
especially when you don’t pay rent, and only crash on people’s couches without a thank you, and shit on people who helped you make this city your “home.” and you’re especially not from New York when you diss Brooklyn as being dirty and dangerous, but then end up having to live there because you have no money.
you are not from New York. please stop saying you’re from New York.
and furthermore, everyone stop supporting her New York “passion.”
driving around New York in a car only serves the purpose of me pointing to every bar and restaurant I either love or need to be at.
I thought this was New York City why is everyone giving me evil eyes for walking around in pajamas with coffee in my hand stumbling around looking for a cheap hungover breakfast at 2 in the afternoon? It’s New Years Eve, people. Am I the only one who partied last night?
(Luckily, New York City bank accounts do this magical thing where they’re always stocked with money for some beer even when the rent money is long gone.)
New York makes it easy to forget that many Americans would probably find paying $950 for a 10-by-10 room overlooking garbage cans either unaffordable or unappealing, or both.
reasons I can’t wait to leave.
*PS: how many sappy “I’m leaving New York, whaaaaaa someone sympathize with me” stories must we read?
this week I witnessed (more like dealt with) these types of New Yorkers:
- those who suffered no damage aside from cabin fever, who took refuge at bars and restos at first opportunity and talked about how bad the storm was, but did nothing to help
- those who stepped up as good citizens and did everything to spread the word for help, collect resources, and even lend a hand to those in need with donations and volunteer work
- those who were in the danger zones, lost everything, weren’t prepared, and when given options for hot food, warm clothes, and other amenities, were too picky to be satisfied
people are sometimes just the worst.
I spent so much money on endless food and drinks this past month, it makes me sick. mostly because it was spent out of boredom, and because now as I eat my chicken and waffles mere blocks from where flooding destroyed one of my favorite neighborhoods, I feel undeserving of this meal. I spent about an hour at a shelter organizing and distributing clothes and I couldn’t believe the situation. I can barely grasp the extent of how bad things are. but I was just happy to play a small part.
next time, New Yorkers, you’ll estimate better.