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“those farmhouses don’t look so quaint when surrounded by 3,000 sqft homes on quarter acre lots.”
And this is justification for desecration (sorry, I felt the alliterative urge)? “Those brownstones don’t look so good surrounded by Fedders sh*tboxes.” Eek!
Lechacal, the entire Yemeni Jewish population was evacuated to Israel in the 50s. They had never seen an airplane before. I have a very good friend in Israel whose parents were in that group.
“And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.”
the center island and south shore of nassau are pretty awful as far as architecture goes – but give me an old victorian in cold spring harbor, syosset, or stony brook over a south slope brick rowhouse anyday.
I think it’s the Tea Party types who were the cool kids in high school – at least in mine. The rich white spawn of rich white Republicans. Cheerleaders and jocks. I hung out with the musicians and stoners (although I never took a toke until the night of my high school graduation, as I’d promised my mom I wouldn’t). I had to delete myslef from my high school’s alumni association mailing list last year because they kept inviting me to Tea Party events – scary that these are the people I grew up with, but I should have expected it.
The year I went to high school (before dropping out) I had long hair and wore a bandana and didn’t really give a crap whether anyone liked me or not. I did my own thing. I neither needed nor wanted friends. No one made fun of me or was mean to me at all.
“And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.”
As my old boss used to say – those farmhouses don’t look so quaint when surrounded by 3,000 sqft homes on quarter acre lots.
“those farmhouses don’t look so quaint when surrounded by 3,000 sqft homes on quarter acre lots.”
And this is justification for desecration (sorry, I felt the alliterative urge)? “Those brownstones don’t look so good surrounded by Fedders sh*tboxes.” Eek!
“I neither needed nor wanted friends. ”
Shocking.
“No one made fun of me or was mean to me at all.”
Really shocking! : P
“The year I went to high school (before dropping out) I had long hair and wore a bandana”
Axl Rose!
Lechacal, the entire Yemeni Jewish population was evacuated to Israel in the 50s. They had never seen an airplane before. I have a very good friend in Israel whose parents were in that group.
“And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.”
the center island and south shore of nassau are pretty awful as far as architecture goes – but give me an old victorian in cold spring harbor, syosset, or stony brook over a south slope brick rowhouse anyday.
I think it’s the Tea Party types who were the cool kids in high school – at least in mine. The rich white spawn of rich white Republicans. Cheerleaders and jocks. I hung out with the musicians and stoners (although I never took a toke until the night of my high school graduation, as I’d promised my mom I wouldn’t). I had to delete myslef from my high school’s alumni association mailing list last year because they kept inviting me to Tea Party events – scary that these are the people I grew up with, but I should have expected it.
The year I went to high school (before dropping out) I had long hair and wore a bandana and didn’t really give a crap whether anyone liked me or not. I did my own thing. I neither needed nor wanted friends. No one made fun of me or was mean to me at all.
So true, Etson, so true. 🙂
“And I think the horrendousness of the architecture (and lack of respect for the past – I saw many farmhouses demolished for faceless suburban developments) out there is what has inspired me to fight so strongly to preserve what we have here in Brooklyn.”
As my old boss used to say – those farmhouses don’t look so quaint when surrounded by 3,000 sqft homes on quarter acre lots.