Open House Picks
Cobble Hill 26 Bergen Street Prudential Douglas Elliman Sunday 2-4 $2,375,000 GMAP P*Shark Boerum Hill 123 Nevins Street Nancy Mckiernan Sunday 2-4 $1,399,000 GMAP P*Shark Crown Heights 1211 Dean Street Yvette Braham Saturday 1-3 $899,999 GMAP P*Shark Bushwick 369 Menahan Street Corcoran Sunday 11-2 $549,000 GMAP P*Shark Prospect Lefferts 237 Empire Boulevard Alexis Finigan Sunday…
Cobble Hill
26 Bergen Street
Prudential Douglas Elliman
Sunday 2-4
$2,375,000
GMAP P*Shark
Boerum Hill
123 Nevins Street
Nancy Mckiernan
Sunday 2-4
$1,399,000
GMAP P*Shark
Crown Heights
1211 Dean Street
Yvette Braham
Saturday 1-3
$899,999
GMAP P*Shark
Bushwick
369 Menahan Street
Corcoran
Sunday 11-2
$549,000
GMAP P*Shark
Prospect Lefferts
237 Empire Boulevard
Alexis Finigan
Sunday 11-2
$525,000
GMAP P*Shark
Get thee hence, troll, as I did not write at 12:12. What an infantile baby. Please go get a job.
Actually, it was not her, Bob. The troll is merely copying her style, no doubt because he lacks one of his own.
FWIW Bx2Bklyn 3:50 certainly READS like the B2B I know.
Actually, I have mixed feelings about property values–on the one hand, it IS rather gratifying that the value of my house has increased MANY fold. OTOH, its kind of like play money because I’m never selling my house–I hope to leave it to my son (who grew up here and would be happy to raise his own future family here). B2B is, of course right when she writes that ” anyone with half a brain will tell you that property values don’t mean s**t if you cna’t stick your head out the door” but that’s never been a problem here.
I did not make the post at 3:50PM. It looks like someone has a little too much time on their hands.
No one is trying to silence them, but if you look you will see that those who claim PLG is a terrible place to live neither live there, nor accept the truth of what Bob (my hero!!) and Babs (Heroine!) say. If you want them to accept that some people consider PLG dangerous, then the opposite also has to happen. But to claim it’s property values- well, anyone with half a brain will tell you that property values don’t mean s**t if you cna’t stick your head out the door. Seems to me that Bob and Babs both love living in PLG- more than they care about the property values.
Babs,
You were right when you responded to my last post by saying “Oh, please, why even respond to this nonsense?”
Why then do we respond? Propably because its infuriating to see such negative b.s. by someone like Camilla/Shane/Anon.8:13 who obviously don’t know s**t about our nabe and instead fanticizes (i.e the “combat zone” nonsense).
This thread has now left the front page of Brownstoner. Let’s let the pathetic troll argue with himself and brew up imagined “facts” to his heart’s content while realizing that no one really takes this creep seriously. Enough is enough.
Excuse me, no-one, not even the police, calls PLG the combat zone — maybe you’re referring to East Flatbush, or maybe years ago, just like Myrtle Ave in Fort Greene and Clinton Hill was called Murder Ave? Your references are at least 10 years out of date here. People get killed here, people get killed in Park Slope, people get killed on Central Park West, people get killed (lots more than in NY) in Houston, Texas. So your point is? And Wally was a serious crackhead back in the day, the censors just wouldn’t let them show it on TV.
We’re not talking about NYC. We’re talking about PLG, the area that, as an earlier poster noted, is known as “the combat zone”. Your arguments are all rather like this: “Not everyone who lives in PLG gets murderered. Therefore, it is an exceptionally safe neighborhood.” Unfortunately there’s quite a gap between the premise and the conclusion of your argument. Specifically, you overlook the fact that lots of people do get killed in PLG. Why do you refuse to face this? Is it because the victims are mostly African American? You make PLG sound like Leave It To Beaver, but I don’t ever remember seeing the Beav with his hand blown off, or Wally scoring crack on the street corner.
Oh, please, why even respond to this nonsense? Because, quite simply, it’s so wrong. When I walk around in my neighborhood, I feel sometimes like I’ve fallen into some 21st century version of a Norman Rockwell painting.
What happened to me today, for example? Awakened at 7:15 by birds singing (loudly!) in my backyard. Walked to the Q train, passing various neighbors and stopping to chat, say hi, catch up on neighborhood gossip (who’s fixing to sell, whose son had a mishap with those wheelie-sneaker things and broke his leg, whose garden is invaded by aphids, etc.). Came home this evening on the bus up Rogers Ave from Flatbush and was accosted by a political candidate who wanted my signature to get on the ballot for September. Saw my neighbors’ signatures on the petition, talked about his plans for a charter school in the area. Said hi other neighbors sitting on their stoops. Utterly banal and at the same time completely refreshing and comforting. This is a real neighborhood with real people who care about each other. This is also New York, which at the absolute bottom of the list in crime statistics for the 25 largest cities in the country. Crazy people may stab people on the subway and in Times Square, but these things are really very rare. Get over it!