Closing Bell: On Leaving Park Slope
“I am leaving Park Slope because I am increasingly impatient with people too socially deficient to act like good neighbors. People who won’t spare five seconds to help an old lady. People who can’t figure out their way around without checking their iPhones. People who don’t say hi to the neighbors with whom they share…
“I am leaving Park Slope because I am increasingly impatient with people too socially deficient to act like good neighbors. People who won’t spare five seconds to help an old lady. People who can’t figure out their way around without checking their iPhones. People who don’t say hi to the neighbors with whom they share a stoop. These things are getting noticeably worse.” This is the nut of a post by longtime Park Sloper Daryl Lang who’s leaving the borough and moving to Manhattan. The essay covers everything from the Park Slope Food Co-Op to pretentious parenting and “fidgety and skittish” fathers. His final diagnosis? “Park Slope’s reputation as a welcoming place went viral, and brought in new residents who made it a warped exaggeration of itself.” Agree?
On Leaving Brooklyn [History Eraser Button]
I can’t wait until the first time someone runs into me from behind with a stroller!!!!!
I moved into PS 4 weeks ago. I’ve managed to learn my neighbors names (gasp). Even had them over for some chili and football this weekend. Didn’t speak any French at all. You would have been invited Daryl. Would have.
Does 8 years count as a long-time resident of Park Slope? Not in my book.
Of course, the author’s moving from 21st Street, which was not part of Park Slope 8 years ago, so maybe there’s some type of new math that makes it work out.
11217, and he hangs out with someone named Kip. Why not get a pair and yell at the guy who wouldn’t help the old lady? Glad I’m old.
“He just needs to move to neighborhood where manners still count. I recall folks in Park Slope from years ago and thinking: how were they raised? It is not a new phenomenon.”
Yes, you’re right, Minard. I was on Montague Street on Sunday on my way to the promenade, was run into from behind with a stroller…I let out a noise when she startled me and hit my leg pretty hard….no response from the mother. I then said…”excuse you” and her response…
“*$&@^&*@%^@%#@^#”
So if you’d like to judge an entire neighborhood like this ignorant gentlemen, then I’d say yours it sh*t too in the manners department.
That man is practically in Sunset Park. LOL
“it’s a place where parents stay up till dawn drinking jack and cocks on “warehouse rooftops””
Ahem. Freudian slip?!
He lived in GreenWood Heights, but clearly spent too much time in Park Slope proper, and in the wrong hangouts if that’s what he found and it was enough to send him across the bridge. If you want a ‘hello’ from your neighbors, Manhattan is the wrong place man. But, go on. Those of us back here in GreenWood Heights won’t miss ya!
Delepp….that was amazing.
And probably true.