Wednesday Links
Slope Parking. Photo by br_5530. Doctoroff Cleared to Continue Work on Big City Projects [NY Times] City Tightens Its Regulation and Inspection of Cranes [NY Times] Killings in Carroll Gardens, Clinton Hill [NY Times] E and Q Rated Dirtiest Subway Trains [NY Times] Council Tries to Block Use of Artificial Turf [NY Sun] Price Tags…
Slope Parking. Photo by br_5530.
Doctoroff Cleared to Continue Work on Big City Projects [NY Times]
City Tightens Its Regulation and Inspection of Cranes [NY Times]
Killings in Carroll Gardens, Clinton Hill [NY Times]
E and Q Rated Dirtiest Subway Trains [NY Times]
Council Tries to Block Use of Artificial Turf [NY Sun]
Price Tags for Rent-Stabilized Bldgs Soar [NY Post]
New Campaign Touts Prospect Park [NY Post]
City Building Permits Drop 40 Percent [NY Observer]
Hard to Shea Goodbye? [NY Daily News]
9:12
You sound lonely and sad. Best of luck though.
“Love manifests itself in the actions we take. Turning to others for sex instead of finding new, creative, intimate ways of keeping your sex life alive is an act against your Love for your spouse.”
Turning to others for sex is itself a way to keep your sex life alive, and it may even benefit sex within your marriage. It’s no more an act against your spouse than is asking someone else to scratch an itch that you can’t reach.
“It’s an amazing feat of moral flexibility to seperate Love and sex…”
It’s not a feat to separate love and sex. They come that way, separate. It’s an amazing feat of social construction to combine them into a single, prohibitive package.
“…and to characterize any partner, spouse or mistress, as a “void” solely present for your masturbatory pleasure. Again sounds very lonely.”
Presumably the partner is there for their own pleasure, same as you.
3:47- finally someone says something intelligent. love and do nice things for your wife but also bang your neighbors teenage daughter as well. that’s called living life to the fullest.
Do you like food, Kuroko? Yes? Tell you what, then. For the rest of your life, I’d like you to eat chicken every night for dinner. And I want you to find creative and inventive ways to make chicken interesting and satisfying every night.
I have no doubt that you can keep chicken interesting for quite some time. There orange chicken, lemon Tuscany chicken, and so on. You can also “flirt” with interesting side dishes if that will help. But I’ll be interested to see how you’re doing ten years from now when I present you with a nice New York strip steak, or some ravioli stuffed with beets and ricotta cheese, covered with a light touch of truffle oil and poppy seeds.
Bon appetit!
7:21 Would love to see you speak that out loud at a dinner party. It’s the most depressing, sad, disconnected paragraph I’ve read in quite some time. Philip Roth has made a career of that brand of depravity, so perhaps there is something in it for you.
But if I had to make a bet, it would be that you are one of the loneliest people in all of brownstonerdom.
Love manifests itself in the actions we take. Turning to others for sex instead of finding new, creative, intimate ways of keeping your sex life alive is an act against your Love for your spouse. It’s an amazing feat of moral flexibility to seperate Love and sex and to characterize any partner, spouse or mistress, as a “void” solely present for your masturbatory pleasure. Again sounds very lonely.
No one said you’re ridiculous to love your husband. Nor are you ridiculous to love your kids. The point was just that love and sex have nothing to do with each other. Your husband still loves you as much as he ever did, I suspect. He just doesn’t want to fuck you anymore, and fucking someone else, for him, is just like masturbating into a void. It doesn’t reflect a lack of love for you or the presence of love for another woman. It reflects nothing. It’s just exciting and feels good.
Period.
Well, it is official. Didn’t think it could happen, but this was the most depressing and infuriating string of male thought I’ve ever encountered. Two kids, thinking about a third, love my husband and love my body. Love sex, and sex with him. Trust him. Completely. Had never really contemplated the idea that my body was now like *ahem* dipping one’s equipment into water. And now – to quote an old romantic movie (When Harry Met Sally) its out there. Just hanging out there, and you can’t take it back. Thanks a lot guys. Thanks a Fuckin’ lot. I kind of hate you all right now.
with the exception of Kuroko, of course.
So go ahead. Rip away. Let me know how naive and ridiculous I and other women who love children AND our husbands have been. Assholes.
yes 3:57! love your wife and do nice things for her but definitly bang the hot teenager next door. now that’s the way to live a happy and fullfilling life!
ahhhhhhhhh the fucking stroller mafia! i am sooooo glad i don’t live in slope.