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

Anytime I'm having a bad month, I just need to revisit this thread for laughs

But Mr. McCartney and Ms. Shevell will likely have their work cut out for them: Little has been done to the unit, which, according to the listing, has five bedrooms, five full baths and one half bath. The couple can use the apartment as a part-time residence — unlike many of the co-ops on Fifth and Park Avenues, this one permits pieds-à-terre.

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/05/31/realestate/paul-mccartneys-15-5-million-central-park-view.html

my five bedroom summer house

To be fair, he is on record as not caring too much for money.

he's married to the mob!

"Mike Shevell and NEMF both have connections to the American Mafia according to an investigation conducted by the federal government. In a racketeering suit filed by the U.S. Attorney in 1988 Shevell was accused of making Mafia payoffs and having an eleven-year corrupt relationship with Tony Provenzano, a Genovese family mobster and former union leader who was convicted of racketeering and murder. The matter was settled with no admission of wrongdoing.[1][2] Shevell's daughter, Nancy Shevell, is an NEMF vice president. She married musician Sir Paul McCartney on October 9, 2011."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_England_Motor_Freight

jesus, you find the most disturbing images on the internet when you dig around:

http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02022/ronnie_2022460c.jpg

http://www.thetimes.co.uk/tto/multimedia/archive/00368/118812550_wood_368168c.jpg

Damn, Macca looking worse than I thought.

'go back'

http://www.herecomestheairplane.co/

prob better suited for why not class warfare thread but this one was handy.

here's the (apparently real) inspiration: http://www.trashday.co/

Almost 100% sure Jeff would sign up for that if it was available in Chicago.

Old-world vibe meets graphic humour: take a tour of this Bethnal Green pop art home

http://www.homesandproperty.co.uk/home-garden/homes/old-world-vibe-meets-graphic-humour-take-tour-bethnal-green-pop-art-home

Apparently the print edition included the now-absent sentence "Her father is the late... billionaire financier and tycoon, Sir James Goldsmith."

"Such eccentric ensembles aren’t reserved for weddings and red carpet occasions. At the couple’s Victorian terrace house in Jesus Green E2, Charlotte is kitted out in a dress parodying a tin of Campbell’s soup and Philip rocks a Snoopy suit. That’s just how they roll."

Jesus fuck the picture of them

fuck me, that's atrocious. what would sir jammy fishpaste think?

really wish I could meet some of these kind of ppl, ingratiate myself, and then just spend the rest of my life sponging off them, that's the life for me

This is a bit like that Selby guy with an article written around it, whatever happened to him?

http://www.wsj.com/articles/new-york-city-mayor-bill-de-blasio-is-increasingly-unpopular-with-white-voters-1433465818

when people want to cosplay but they have no interests

also re: milo's link, 9 out of 10 dentists agree

http://ny.curbed.com/archives/2015/06/05/from_bocce_to_dog_spas_nyc_rentals_with_outrageous_perks.php

A building with a recording studio is kind of badass tbh

I'd much rather have outrageous perks at home than at work.

so uh http://www.nytimes.com/2015/06/08/business/media/publisher-to-put-asterisk-on-primates-of-park-avenue.html

or are we doing that elsewhere?

reading the headline i mentally substituted parentheses for asterisk and mistakenly thought the title would be changed to "primates" - like, you know, the ape lobby objected to the association

this book and the times coverage - 2 reviews and now this "news" item - is so totally "quiddities and agonies of the ruling class" it's not funny

The Big City column last Sunday, about reaction to previews of a book about wives on Manhattan’s Upper East Side, referred incorrectly to a woman who wrote a blog post for Elle magazine about life in the neighborhood. Her byline, Blair Schmaldorf, is a pseudonym, not her real name, which she will not disclose.

I am dying that they thought Blair Schmaldorf was a real name.

You mean to tell me she didn't really hobknob with the Schmockefellers?!

irl lolz at blair schmaldorf

on the verge of tears, actually

http://i.imgur.com/Wv98Hd2.jpg

BOB WEIDNER likes to play a game when he goes to a high-end outlet store...

http://i60.tinypic.com/2m4ccia.jpg

How has this not been posted yet
http://mobile.nytimes.com/2015/06/14/fashion/a-curious-midlife-crisis-for-a-tech-entrepreneur.html

http://www.hiespielchen.de/dominion/jpg/a_schnorrer.jpg

omg that profile. there's a script treatment in there. the poor little rich man, trying so hard to be a real boy, pissing everybody off and eating all the lemons.

that piece is really something

I actually thought that was a great piece, magnificently restrained

Just like Fabrice.

haha so perfectly restrained. Throwing in the ridiculous dollar values of what his "downgraded" life experiment was costing him was a nice touch. Like, Oh whoops $400,000 vacay in the middle of nowhere for friends & fam, my bad!
Holy shit.

the disingenuously naive nytimes tone finds its ideal subject matter

^ha, yes. but this felt different than usual nytimes, reminded me a little of like old-fashioned new yorker "talk of the town"

His first stop was Miami. Mr. Grinda stayed with a childhood friend, Olivier Brion, at the home he shared with his wife, Hélène, and their toddler.

Soon after his arrival, there were problems. For one, there was the matter of Mr. Grinda’s bearing. “He is very loud when he talks,” Mr. Brion said.

Mr. Grinda also wanted to play tennis after his friend got home from work, which left Mr. Brion hobbling and sore from their furious two-hour matches.

There was also an issue with Mr. Grinda’s suitcase wardrobe. “My wife was doing his laundry,” Mr. Brion said. She also took on the chore of making his bed in their small guest room.

Not only that, she rearranged their toddler’s schedule so that they could dine late, in keeping with Mr. Grinda’s usual habits.

Mr. Brion said his wife was patient with the houseguest. “She never asked, ‘When is Fabrice leaving?’ ” But, he added, “She said, ‘I won’t do this forever.’ ”

After his fiasco with the Brion family, Mr. Grinda tried his luck in Paris, staying at the apartment of a cousin, Cyril Lejeune, who is a banker.

Mr. Grinda spent afternoons in the living room, tapping away at his computer between business calls, and his suitcase wardrobe again proved a problem. “He would not have enough clothes, so he’d borrow mine,” Mr. Lejeune said.

It was a three-day visit.

After he was gone, Mr. Lejeune noticed that a few of his shirts were missing. “It doesn’t bother him at all,” Mr. Lejeune said, laughing. “But for me, for us, it was a problem.”

Mr. Grinda has also crashed at the Miami vacation home of his mother, Sylviane Grinda. She said not much has changed since the days when she would visit him at Princeton and he would ask her to wash his underwear.

Hah he sounds like a toddler.

or just a dick

The island’s remoteness, furthermore, meant some guests were forced to endure a tangle of flight connections, leaving some of them exhausted by the time they arrived.

Forced! Exhausted!

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2015/06/12/the-dowdy-patient/?_r=0

Years of psychotherapy training had given me no guidance in how to deal with the staunchly dowdy patient. Starting early in our training, we psychiatry residents spent innumerable hours addressing issues raised by inappropriately seductive patients. How best to deal with patients who flirt in session, who wear inappropriate attire, who ignore boundaries, who try, whether consciously or not, to lure you away from “therapeutic neutrality”? There were articles, books and lectures that helped us deal with a patient’s “erotic transference” and our own “countertransference reactions.”

But advice about the patient who refuses to be attractive? No.

Maybe a female or gay male therapist would have had an easier time addressing this topic with Greta. But for me, as a straight male working with a straight female patient, every option seemed blocked. Basically, no matter how I tried to put it, I would be saying, “I find you unappealing.”

What the Christ, disbar this guy

jesus, what an asshole. shouldn't you lose your license for shit like that?

When I eventually tried again to discuss the issue of her appearance, things did indeed play out this way. Greta began to find me slightly creepy. Since previous therapists had never brought up this topic with her, she came to the conclusion that there must be something wrong with me for mentioning it.

uh, yes

ffs

i read that! just sounded like toughlove to me.