St. Paul’s Chapel serves that function nowadays. It was an important historical site before 911, when I worked at 25 Broadway and used it as my place for daily meditation. Now, it has a whole different vibe. I can’t really go in without crying.
St. Paul’s Chapel serves that function nowadays. It was an important historical site before 911, when I worked at 25 Broadway and used it as my place for daily meditation. Now, it has a whole different vibe. I can’t really go in without crying.
Lived in NYC for years. Still back almost every month. I still won’t go downtown.
Pretty sure these people are what Yahweh had in mind when he forbade idols. The Jesus statue might as well be a crude little stumpy ceramic Ba’al.
Did you purposely juxtapose a diss piece on a director from suburban Philly with a Time cover celebrating “those fabulous Phillies”in a year where they approached new levels of futility?
My grandfather was a hobo in the Depression. I bet he wished he’d had a better bindlestick when he found work on a railroad project near St Louis and the foreman beat him and the other immigrants he worked with with an axe handle every day to make them work harder. A little better hobo style might have made that…
All comments referring to merkins get a star.
Curly Murray sounds like the proprietor of a deli that keeps getting Bs from the health department.
I stopped wearing high rise socks as an adolescent in the hopes the ankle hair would grow back. It never did :(
If they had any balls at all, they’d sell everything and go live on a goddamn Shaker commune and produce something for other people instead of living their own miserable self-absorbed and materially enriched lives of faux asceticism.
Wow, this is just like Revolutionary War reenacting, except it doesn’t end with a Monday hangover and the stench of burnt powder on your hands when you return to normal life. Hopefully this woman’s apartment reeks of coal dust and the effluvia of the 11 children she would have had by this point in her life.
Heel, Rex. Sit. Good boy.
Here is a 14 year old that is able to identify bullshit, ballsy enough to call an adult out on their bullshit, and savvy enough to pen a pithy and well-written response to it. Meanwhile, my 14 year old son communicates primarily in grunts and dirty looks.
If he had been carrying his racquet bag, they would have called in SWAT.
Ten bucks says there’s a Matthew Lesko book in there too.
Exactly, complete with actors straight out of central casting and costumes off the rack.
Please take this opportunity to out your secret burner account and let us know which comment you were most torqued about after it got left in the grays.
I personally think he nailed it, despite the explosive content.
If only we had some group of learned men and women, trained in morality and the law, selected by the President and vetted by Congress, to help tell us which laws were right and which were wrong. Jesus H. Christ that would be a good idea.
Just because he’s gay doesn’t mean he’s smart.