Spotted At First Avenue: “Official Neglect”
Filed under: 10009, 11101, 11211, 11222, Crosstown Local, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City, Subway, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
I am not a marketing whiz. I leave that to the experts. But placing such a polemic at the entrance of Canarsie-bound L train, well, strikes me as being misguided at best. We have problems of our own. Believe you me when I waited for the mighty Crosstown Local (which was more fragrant than usual) last night— for over 30 minutes— at Metropolitan Avenue— I found this missive wretchedly comical. You want to see neglect, Upper West Siders? Why not cross the pond and see the not-so-benign neglect that our city has seen to lavish upon us G trainers.
21st Street, Long Island City, Queens
This sign is unnecessary. When foul-smelling muck is dripping from the ceiling people will inevitably avoid the edge of the platform until it is absolutely necessary. That is, when the G train finally arrives. Taken July 4, 2010.
If my memory serves me correctly this tile work was done in the late 90’s. As of July 4, 2010 it looks like ass. I skipped Nassau Avenue. Here’s why: because there is a busted water main and it makes the Norman Avenue entrance smell like dead fish. But back to the purpose of this post:
- Token booths being unattended
- Dysfunctional Metrocard machines
- Non-functional panopticons (Lest anyone from the Upper West Side is reading this: the ones on the L and G appear to be fully functional. Exactly what effect this has as a crime deterrent has yet to be determined.)
- I know of not a single person who has attempted to use the intercoms in North Brooklyn. It is popularly considered as an exercise in futility. (If anyone has please contact me via email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com. I’d love to hear your story.)
These conditions (and worse) are taken for granted in the hinterlands (READ: the outer boroughs), my uptown friends. We often have to go above ground in order to interface with a station agent. Occasionally we encounter an actual human being.
To conclude: the grievances our friends at 86 Street have stated are pretty much par for the course. They are nothing special. These people are simply better organized. Perhaps a few G,L,J,M,7 (to name a few) trainers would like to make their voices heard at this meeting?
MTA Public Meeting
July 13, 2010 starting at 6:00 p.m.
Cooper Union
7 East 7 Street
New York, New York 10009
Let’s show them, Mayor Mike, et. al. the true meaning of neglect!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Dead Man’s Party
Closing out today’s truncated postage is this image from Billy’s Antiques as captured by kiminnyc. Now if you don’t mind I am off to enjoy this rather balmy July 4th. See you tomorrow!
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: After School Special
Steven R. Hazlett (who took the above photograph) muses:
Some kids go home after school to play video games, while others go out to work.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Columbia Cat Man
There’s so much going on here that I like I will refrain from listing them. This photograph was taken by Carnade.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Doll Parts
Filed under: 10012, 11222, 11237, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, East Village, East Village Manhattan, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City
After yesterday’s delightful offering of Chuckie’s head impaled on a car antenna outside our world-famous waste treatment facility I feel compelled to share some more poppet goodness from the New York Shitty photo pool. Without further ado, here they are.
Piked in Bushwick by Entropymedia.
Barbies in the buff, Sunset Park style, by Carnade.
Fucked up beyond all recognition on Houston Street as spied by Bitchcakes.
And last— but hardly least— a little something from the Garden Spot shot by yours truly.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part I: Like A Rolling Stone
This visage of Mr. Dylan hails from the Upper West Side and comes courtesy of Sputnik 57.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Lost In Soho
Over the years I have posted a great many fliers soliciting the return of one thing or another. Most of them featured pets such as cats or dogs. One even offered a $100 reward for a pigeon. Now, thanks to a man named Dave, we can add a rubber ducky to the list. Nice.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Beat The Heat
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Dawn
Miss Heather
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