One of my favorite tracks by the Japanese musician Tavito Nano includes a little bit of English: Ka Ka Ka there are no ghosts here there are no ghosts here Everything is an illusion, Everything is an illusion, Everything is an i-l-l-u-s-i-on… That’s kind of how I feel about New Urbanism. Michel de Certu writes…
I don’t really think Debord is a phony, but I almost did. I was first drawn to Debord’s Society of the Spectacle, a collection of 221 pessimistic vignettes addressing society’s prioritization of life as an image to be watched as opposed to lived, and soon became interested in his playful ideas about the unconscious and…
Although Google map offers me all kinds of bike friendly routes, I inevitably chose to transect East Brooklyn via Graham Avenue. To a spatial illiterate like myself, Graham Avenue is a no brainer, a straight shot, a grid among the chaos of one-ways and dead ends. However, as I biked back from Greenpoint last night,…
I’m pretty sure I was just flirting at Trader Joe’s. It happened in the dried fruit and nut section. I was on my tip toes trying to see if they’d stocked more medjool dates. They hadn’t. Never again would I assume that because I loved something, Trader Joe’s would have it. My disappointment was immeasurable.…
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