Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Dear boys, don't let Billy near the goldfish bowl.

(Read in the accent of a Russian emigrant to Britain)

I wasn't always mad, you know. Actually I was driven mad by the indifference of architects and council planners. You see, I live in a tower block and the terrible thing about those is there's absolutely no noise insulation at all, you know, and eight floors below you there's always some bastard who's got a yamaha home organ. You're just about to go to bed when you hear this "Doop doop chick chick doop doop chick chick... Bow, bow... da badabow!"

And like, the people who live upstairs from me, right, I can't understand what they're doing, you know - I'll listen, and all I can hear is this weird noise that goes "Voom Voom, Fwep, Fwep, Voom Voom, Fwep, Fwep". It sounds, right, it sounds, like two elephants riding on a motorbike while a seal bangs his flipper on the table! I went upstairs to complain, and the door was answered by an elephant in a crash helmet! Standing behind him is this seal going "What is it now, Ralph?"

And I don't know, after that I started getting very depressed, and I started to think I was a piece of sponge, you know?

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

That's not a city... THIS is a city!

I've lived in metro DC the past 4 years, within the city limits the past 3. I hadn't been to Manhattan in about 5 years, until today. All illusions of being a hip urban dweller have been thrown out the window upon seeing this place again.

comparator DC NYC
height no buildings taller than the Capitol, at 12 stories The Empire State building has 102 floors.
advertising no billboards except for the occasional billboard truck Times Square.
downtown "downtown" is approximately 10 by 10 city blocks almost everywhere in manhattan is downtown - the only places there aren't skyscrapers in manhattan is where the ground can't support them
subways clean, sparse ubiquitous, filthy
people mostly assholes mostly rude assholes
time downtown and most everything else closes around 6 or 7 when the commuters head back to the 'burbs, except for a few club districts the city that never sleeps, at least it would seem judging by the horns and sirens as I try to fall asleep
raison d'ĂȘtre home of modern imperialism home of modern capitalism


So all told, I'm still mostly glad I live in DC and not NYC, but I suddenly feel a lot less cool about it.