oh.
maybe i should clarify a little bit. in an earlier update when i wrote that the boards weren’t really about me anymore i wasn’t complaining. quite the opposite in fact. i love the fact that the boards have a life of their own and that people write about whatever suits their fancy. if people want to write about me, fine. if people want to write about monkeys and sewer systems, fine. if people want to be nice or mean or serious or frivolous, fine. i may have started this site, but it’s less about me than about the people who come here to visit. so i love the fact that most of the posts have nothing to do with me. i think it’s cool and democratic.
on another note, i’m reading the luc sante book ‘low life’ and it’s really fascinating. it’s a history(of sorts)of tenement life in manhattan. it’s fascinating, cos manhattan has been so many different things to so many different people. even my building has been so many different things. my building was at one point a prison hospital, and at one point it was a meat processing plant(about 100 years ago, but it’s still kind of ironic), and it was a manufacturing building, and artists lofts, and etc. and now it’s full of lefty, npr listening yuppies like me…
but this ‘low life’ book is fascinating. and it all takes(or took)place in my neighborhood. to think that gangs used to fight and kill each other where trendy cafes and boutiques now stand. to think that $8,000 a month lofts used to be brothels where immigrant hookers with tuberculosis used to ply their trade. to think that the nice, clean streets of lower manhattan used to be filled with horse shit and animal offal and human waste. to think that there used to be ponds in lower manhattan. it’s all fascinating to me.
but i’m simple, so lots of things are fascinating to me.
-moby