even more quiddities and agonies of the ruling class - a new rolling new york times thread

teens being bored and boring shocker. remember being on the phone for hours at home and your ear would hurt and you'd have to switch to your other ear? the internet has saved our ears.

i remember long-distance phone bills in the hundreds of dollars.

i basically forfeited my allowance for a year because of a particularly intense long-distance relationship i had with a girl in johnson city.

i had one of those too (only after the long distance charges for the place i called had been discontinued, thankfully) but i don't think the fact that it was over the phone means that there is nothing significantly different and worth questioning about contemporary habits of online identity presentation and social interaction.

"Social media might be ... bad!?!? ... for human interaction" isn't really worth discussing any further in 2014.

i value your contributions to ilx as well, thank you for sharing them and helping to make it an inviting place for conversation

We could have a conversation about a dude by himself in a coffee shop "observing" teenage girls if you want.

or the use of "scare quotes" to make "insinuations", its a cornucopia in here

we could have a conversation about you fucking off, NA. what are you adding here? what is it you seek to gain, other than shutting others down?

you guys sound like a gaggle of teenyboppers.

You can gaggle on my teenyboppers.

That was inappropriate and disgusting but it was right there. Sorry.

no way it was hot

big up idiots teens 4 eva

holla @ scott seward for making me nostalgic about "phone ear"

teens rule, grownups drool

the entire fucking Friday frontpage art section is dominated by two pieces discussing "when is it too late to enter the theater" and "when is it okay to leave the theater before the show is over"

the urls alone
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/08/29/arts/spectators-walk-out-of-a-show-for-many-reasons.html
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/08/29/arts/dance/latecomers-to-the-theater-always-step-on-toes.html

The curtain rose five minutes ago, the corps de ballet is building the atmosphere, the ballerina is about to enter, the audience is collecting itself in mounting excitement when — — “Excuse me, I’m so sorry.” Upheaval follows. Sometimes eight people have to rise or adjust themselves as the patrons claiming the ninth and 10th seats make their way past.

Sherry Nicholson, a retired commercial-property manager in Ijamsville, Md., came to see Jimmy Buffett at a concert in Virginia but left early. The fault lay with the parrotheads, not the performer. “Everyone was standing up, hollering the words to the songs,” she said. “I didn’t come to hear them or see their backs.”

Cheryl Bohlin, a dealer in vintage clothing and used books, left Jack White’s concert at Radio City, despite spending $150 on a ticket, when Mr. White turned aggressive. “I guess he was offended by the look of us,” Ms. Bohlin said. “He said, ‘You all bought your tickets on StubHub, you’re an NPR crowd.”

“Everyone was standing up, hollering the words to the songs,”

I'll never get the sound out of my fur coat

nice

:D

its like those two articles were written just for us.

for the record it was "NPR convention".

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXuPj9FEadg

that was the show where he played for 45 minutes and left because he hated everyone.

would be great if he did that at all his shows

:)

who does he think buys his "records"?

io, tbqh, i don't like "squealing idiocies" when they come out of the mouths of hegemonic 38-year-old faggots either.

We need a dedicated NYT Real Estate thread imo

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/08/31/realestate/a-brooklyn-apartment-search-ends-in-crown-heights.html?smid=fb-share&_r=0

Her studio was tiny but had a balcony, though she rarely used it because the ambient street noise was annoyingly loud when she sat out there with her computer.

Disappointed, she checked out another small Park Slope building, this one on Carroll Street. There she saw a tiny ground-floor studio for $1,800 a month. “You pay for the neighborhood,” Ms. Fuchimoto said.

The room had a quaint bay window protected by handsome bars, but Ms. Hartley didn’t want bars on the windows, no matter how nice they were.

A $2,000-a-month studio on Court Street in Brooklyn Heights was in the thick of a busy neighborhood. Popeyes chicken was downstairs; McDonald’s was next door. Ms. Hartley worried about noise and odors. “I wasn’t into it,” she said. “You go out and it is just jammed with people.”

She was tempted to take an attic one-bedroom on Schermerhorn Street in Brooklyn Heights, also for $2,000 a month, even though it was the strangest apartment she had ever seen.

...

There was no buzzer, however, so when friends visited she would need to go downstairs to let them in.

Every sentence is amazing.

Yeah

Most quid part: The landlord, however, would not accept guarantors or co-signers outside the tristate area, and Ms. Hartley, who is from the Twin Cities in Minnesota, has an arrangement with her parents to pay her rent until she finishes school, at which point she will begin paying them back.

I'm amazed that's all in one sentence

all incredible

stunning

meanwhile, back in real estate land

A three-bedroom sponsor unit at the Marquand, a century-old building at 11 East 68th Street that underwent an extravagant conversion by the HFZ Capital Group last year, sold for $17,819,375 and was the most expensive sale of the week, according to city records.

The monthly carrying costs for No. 8W, which has interior finishes selected by Lee F. Mindel of Shelton, Mindel and Associates, are $14,834. The Marquand, on a prime block between Fifth and Madison Avenues, sits on the northwest corner at Madison and 68th Street; its two nearly identical triplex penthouses are listed at $43 million and $46 million (the Central Park views from PH-W added a $3 million premium).

The 3,838-square-foot eighth-floor apartment has four-and-a-half baths, including an opulent master bath carved from slab onyx. The views face primarily south on East 68th Street, but one west-facing window provides a glimpse of Central Park.

The Saltiel/Elghanayan team again represented the sponsor; the buyers were Peter and Tatiana Cancro. Mr. Cancro is the chief executive of Jersey Mike’s Franchise Systems, a chain of sub shops that originated in New Jersey and, yes, has a special sauce.

It's kind of amazing that even if I won the biggest Powerball ever, there would still be NY real estate out of my reasonable price range.

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/08/31/fashion/texting-anxiety-caused-by-little-bubbles.html

"The three dots shown while someone is drafting a message in iMessage is quite possibly the most important source of eternal hope and ultimate letdown in our daily lives,” said Maryam Abolfazli, a writer in Washington who has tackled the topic.

u_u

Quiddities and agonies of Style and Fashion section editing....

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if i had the money i would buy a cool old house in nyc. fuck a penthouse. 14 grand a month EVERY month? the hell with that.

Hell yes. I'd buy a house somewhere really inconvenient like City Island, and then have a driver and/or helicopter to get me where I needed to be. Or maybe a speedboat.

not thread appropriate exactly but this sort of story is a good example of the sort of damage constant quid/agg NYC media carpet bombing does to your psyche
http://nymag.com/thecut/2014/09/why-i-bought-a-4000-jacket-i-could-not-afford.html

this is pretty quiddy, right? even tho not nyt:
http://www.businessweek.com/articles/2014-09-03/college-consultant-thinktank-guarantees-admission-for-hefty-price

I know native New Yorkers complain all the time about how anesthetized the City is now. Still, I’ve always found living in New York deeply scary. Without a trust fund or famous parent (and even then, sometimes you need both), the odds of success are ludicrous. It’s not just the fact that you don’t have any money. It’s that money no longer makes sense.

http://www.nytimes.com/2014/09/14/realestate/how-to-get-to-manhattan-save-save-save.html

One day I'm going to read one of these and just explode. I hope someone writes a story about that.

So apparently all you need to do is save $150,000 for a down payment in the two and a half years since starting your first job out of college? Seems totally reasonable.