More and more I understand that arriving in New York City in the early 1970s (think “Mad Men”) and leaving right after 9/11 meant I had the best years that the town could give.
Once upon a time New York City was “Hell… with Good Restaurants.” Now…
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For those of you following along on google-maps, this guy is riding in Greenwich Village; at first he’s on 3rd Street, at 22 seconds you can see one of the buildings of New York University on the right. Just before he makes a right onto Sixth Ave. northbound, you can see the burned out McDonalds on the left. He travels on Sixth up into the 20’s… Gregory’s Coffee is on 26th St.
Lest you think that these are the only dining shacks in NYC, I assure you that they are all over the city. The ones out here in the far reaches of Brooklyn have propane-fired overhead heaters; most of the sheds are in the streets, taking up parking spots, and also only inches away from cars, buses and trucks rumbling by. I noticed that the ones in The Village are mostly on the sidewalks, attached to the storefronts. The best constructed ones I’ve seen are in Koreatown, which is 32nd street between Fifth and Seventh.
Surprisingly, you will see lots of people eating “outside”, regardless of the cold and snow.
people pack into them, sit a foot apart, many unmasked.
no problem.
if orthodox Jews gather as a group, the mayor and governor threaten them.
by god that’s my neighborhood
Yep, my old stomping grounds. I used to work on Jones & 4th.
Absolutely unbelievable. Communist-level stoopididity. Industrial-grade psychotic. Bone-in insanity. You’d think the mayor, in normal times and in a normal place, would be raked over the coals and this incandescent ignorance by his office would be an unbelievable embarrassment. That he allows it is proof of his evil.
Incompetence at the highest levels is a commie hallmark. Wear it, NYC. Own it.
Nearly a third of the 1100 public school buildings are closed; the students are “learning” remotely. The schools that are open only have 10% – 20% of the enrolled students showing up on any given day. Most students come to the building once or twice a week, although very recently the schedules have been re-arranged. Some of the lower grades have been split in half with one group in school 2 days the first week, 3 days the next week; the other group has the opposite schedule. As far as I know, the high schools are completely closed, all students are learning remotely.
Staff and students are subject to random testing (shallow nasal swab) every morning. Schools will be completely closed if three people, either students or staff, test positive for Coronavirus; if only one or two are infected, anyone who came in contact with them will be sent home on quarantine, without even being tested (but must have a negative nasal swab test before returning a week later.
On and on.
Everything changes frequently.
The school system is collapsing.
I guess that might be good news.
And they will all continue to vote democrat. As Casey says “don’t shit in your mess kit”.
As a native born 1946 and raised, NYC in the 50’s and 60’s was also if not more than “the best years the town had to give”. My final goodbye came in 1996. Nevertheless, at times it saddens me with nostalgia to see what has become of it.
Stoopid isn’t something new for nyc. Fredo and deBlas has just taken it to new levels…….on ROIDS.
Born and raised there in Yorkville. The best years they had to offer were the Rudy years, the rest the dopey libs have destroyed.
For a ‘disease’ that you might need a test to know if you’ve been exposed to, with a 99.5% survival rate; they are destroying the restaurant industry in many cities including NYC, they are making people eat on city sidewalks (cars still jump sidewalks occasionally?), with rats nipping at their ankles.
How long does a restaurant meal stay hot outside in the winter?
@ nunnya
“Everything changes frequently.
The school system is collapsing.
I guess that might be good news.”
Add this:
The nation is collapsing.
Give the Obama, Biden, Hair-ass a bit of time and they may be able to collapse the planet with Deep State assistance.
Death to Amerikkka!
Death to Amerikkka!
I agree.
Death to Amerikkka!
LONG LIVE AMERICA!
I can explain.
You see, California and New York are the “Insane Asylum” states for the USA.
That’s where we keep all the loonies and wackos (AKA Liberals), to keep them from infecting all of our GOOD and NORMAL states.
They have to be isolated to protect the majority of real Americans.
Yo, Terry —
“The nation is collapsing.”
I don’t mind the collapse of
the school system, the colleges and uni’s & the Academy,
the media, television and hollywood,
“woke” corporations, starbucks and nike,
professional sports
and so many more..
the collapse of Feminism and reverse-racism,
the collapse of socialism, communism and Democrats.
in chaos, is opportunity..
I tend to agree with Montefrío, ’50s & ’60s, NYC’s last hurrah.
’60 to ’64’ I was there and found wooden sidewalk, off Maiden Lane, in the old leather district.
Area razed for UN buildings, horseshoes and tack among the rubble from old stables.
5 cent ferry to Staten Island take the train out to Tottenville, find Sweet Caporal cigarettes on the shelf in the store. A truck stop on the other end of S. Island, full of working player pianos, player violins, player banjos etc.
The Five Spot, in the village, where all the best from Harlem came down to jam with each other after hours.
McSorley’s Ale House, still open still men only, one of the two bars I knew in NYC that had Guinness on draft.
Other one was Vazaks on 7th & Avenue B. Vazaks, then, still had a free lunch counter. A local bar, Vazaks, priest would come across from the church, ask the bartender to talk to the electioneering sound truck driver, noise was disturbing the Monsieur, fellow patron drop a newspaper wrapped fish beside your Guinness, sharing what he caught up in Canada.
2 cents plain…
Used book shops…
I can’t imagine the mindset of anyone that would live in that dump. srsly, there was nothing in any of that vid that was even tolerable. Eat out? Never. I wouldn’t touch anything in that toxic waste dump and I’d wear at least 9 masks as I hauled ass for the county line. To me that is what a communist city looks like.
There is no doubt. The narrator and all the restauranteurs voted for this. They all did. They never blame themselves for the mess they now find themselves in. They’re the world’s smartest people voting for the world’s best leaders. It can’t possibly be themselves that done this. They would soil themselves in great quantity before they would vote for the evil and stupid Rethuglicans. And they are right, for the Rethugs are no better. A Rethug that had the fleeting fortune to be elected has one aim only: to loot and enrich themselves before they are swiftly replaced by a noble pure at heart proggro.
Years ago in the 1970’s when I was coming of age and feckless New York was cadging the rest of us for a bailout, I was against it. Our country would have been better off if we’d let it go down then. It’s been a festering sore on the rest of the country for a long time. Unfortunately, the rats and locusts will just swarm to a new host to consume.
My family was low medium income but my grandparents had land and raised horses and cattle and I spent every possible minute out in the sticks with them. We’d go into town on Friday or Saturday to get groceries and my grandmother would spend the afternoon with her ‘beauty operator’ who washed and set her hair for Sunday where we attended a small church that was used alternately by the Baptists on one weekend and the Methodists on the other. She was the church pianist and the congregation, on a good day, had 8 ancient Christians in attendance, all of whom were born in the mid to late 1800s. That period was another world and a wonderful way to grow up. Horses, guns, dogs, range cattle, pure air, well water and unbridled freedom. Fuck the nuclear age and population.
I spent plenty of time in cities but visits for anything other than an occasional decent restaurant, a good guitar store or a fine Southern haberdashery was time spent wasted. And that was in the 1960s.
I’ve spent time in NYC, Chicago, Detroit, LA, Denver, New Orleans, Houston, Dallas and in several major cities in Europe and without exception I cannot name one to which I would voluntarily return to visit, much less live. That said, I was more repulsed by New York than any other place I’ve been, including the ‘gut’ of Naples which was rampant with every freak imaginable that you’d find in a human zoo.
I cannot fathom why anyone would or could ever call that place ‘home’.