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

I remember trains

i remember planes trains and automobiles
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kc2g-1jZSdY

“Eataly has became the equivalent of an Italian piazza, where both the richest and the poorest feel comfortable,” he said. “You can get a $5 gelato or a $100 meal.”

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/08/29/dining/eataly-exceeds-revenue-predictions.html

Eataly is a shitshow most days

probably because of all the poorest people eating $5 gelato

truly the lowest forms of life

I remember trying to figure out if Eataly was a thing worth going to the last time I was visiting NY and I couldn't figure out from the website which of its sub-establishments served actual meals. Also it seemed likely to be a shitshow.

I like the idea of eataly and walk around sometimes, also I use their bathroom a lot

also can someone decide whether or not we are locking this thread and going w/ the other one

The one time I went to Eataly it did seem like kind of a shitshow -- I walked around a bit but felt pressed by the crowds, then ate some gelato and an espresso at a very cramped and uncomfortable counter

I find it hard to be bitter about places w/ clean, easy-access bathrooms in manhattan

NYC is kind of like that in general anyway -- most things that are any good and well known are also mobbed all the time, and if you hate crowds the way I do, the crowdedness completely overwhelms the good things about the experience

that is a pretty limited definition of 'any good'

i havent been to eataly the store really except to go up to the rooftop restaurant which was pretty good i thought, good fried mushrooms

I didn't even know there was a rooftop restaurant

how many italian restaurants are contained in that place, sheesh

like 5!

eataly should build housing so you can live in eataly

otm

they could call it "sleepaly"

Could almost start a subthread about Atlantic Monthly articles that are supposed to be about gender but are actually about ruling class gender:

http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2012/10/the-weaker-sex/309094/

In 2012 America, as she points out, women are better educated than men (women earn the majority of bachelor’s and graduate degrees); an escalating number of single women younger than 30 earn more than their male peers; and nine of the 10 U.S. job industries with the most projected growth are women-­dominated. This last figure has resulted from various societal shifts, ranging from a late-20th-century fall in manufacturing jobs to the rise of such lucrative, almost exclusively female professions as psychotherapy. (Indeed—do you know a male therapist? I don’t, and my last therapist charged a murderous $275 an hour.)

i had no idea male therapists/psychiatrists were rare? is this a thing

have had two male therapists, have seen many of them while searching

but sandra tsing loh doesn't know any, they must have been women in drag

sandra tsing loh still exists, wow

I really try to avoid being in the same corner as "oppressed men" types, but The Atlantic has really had a strong run of trolling my gender and it's getting under my skin a little.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/09/27/fashion/for-college-students-social-media-tops-the-bar-scene.html?pagewanted=all&_r=1&pagewanted=print

I feel like that's one small step from making fun of those people, like this line could make hipster runoff:

“Come on, let’s go smoke cigars and play drunken Madden,” Mr. Brogan said, moving his thumbs to mime an Xbox controller. Mr. McLaughlin’s phone lit up and he jumped, but alas, it was only a Facebook status update.

also that picture of the 'fishbowl' is horrifying

Lenny Leonardo is the best name for a former bar owner from Florida and Peter Brogan is the best name for a 21 year old wearing shorts, a button-down shirt and flip-flops.

it's almost impossible to say "brogan" without doing a fratty voice

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/09/27/fashion/mom-and-pop-stores-the-brooklyn-generation.html

"But not so fast. Behind these perfectly imperfect facades, there is often mold on the cheese, wrinkles in the chinos."

Oh man Holler & Squall, I remember when that place opened up. It seemed like some kind of art joke about stores, like what the hell does anyone actually buy there?

owning & operating an independent retail store is time-consuming and stressful? oh word? this is an entirely new phenomenon.

im surprised they got so many ppl to talk about what a shitshow their marriages have become

But also talk about how great their boutique stores are in the NYT, that might bright the love back!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4qy2OAKF4k

im surprised they got so many ppl to talk about what a shitshow their marriages have become

― max, Thursday, September 27, 2012 11:27 AM Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

I feel like talking openly about how sucky your marriage is has become a brooklyn ruling class thing, like they just dispense with that working class morals concept of not badmouthing their spouses.

fuck your tree stump in a bell jar.

or... what in hell is that?

there were so many stores like that opening up in the area around when we moved. There was this one TINY clothing shop called "Goose Barnacle" that was like "here is a rack with three plaid shirts. Each of them costs $250 dollars."

"Goose Barnacle" became a running joke with me and H -- a catchall term that we would use to describe any such seemingly useless vanity business.

fuck your tree stump in a bell jar.

The Wings get by with only one hired hand, which perhaps keeps the dynamic simpler.

I bet you'd get a different answer on that from the hired hand

hired hand, what does he do for them, feed the hogs

hired hand, how rustic

i get the noguchi ref here but i just like the many ways this can be said in one's head.

sloshed it around in my head a bit, now i keep wanting to: "tree stump in a bell jar, i know, i know, it's really serious"

running a small business as a couple is a lot harder when u live in Brooklyn, u guys...what with the cheese and the chinos and the antique leather boots

So wait, was that line about cheese being moldy really nothing but an awkward metaphor? I was really hoping for a tell-all on the shitty quality control lurking underneath the surface of hip local stores.

me too!

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