June 15th: Ikea Opens in Red Hook

Gersh Kuntzman is posessed by the spirit of Crazy Eddie in his funny webcasts with breaking news from the Brooklyn Paper.

I love how he introduces himself holding his fancy Editor of the Year Award (from the Suburban Newspaper Association). Today he and senior reporter, Mike Mclaughlin, had this big story: Ikea opens on June 15th in Red Hook.

That’s big news for Red Hook. The big box Swedish store will bring traffic, shoppers and loads of business to the Hook.

Opposed for years, it remains to be seen if the Ikea is a win win or something else for the name. Fairway certainly turned out better than anyone ever expected.

The Brooklyn Blogfest on May 8th at 8 pm: For Bloggers and Non-Bloggers Alike

Blogfest
Find out why Brooklyn is the bloggiest place in the United States at the Third Annual Brooklyn Blogfest on May 8th at 8 pm at the Brooklyn Lyceum at 270 Fourth Avenue (at President Street) in Park Slope.

An event for bloggers and non-bloggers alike, the Blogfest brings together citizen journalists, place bloggers, photo bloggers, special interest bloggers, and the creative, quirky, and personal bloggers that make the Brooklyn Blogosphere such a fascinating place to be.

Speakers include: Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn, Creative Times, Bed-Stuy Blog, Gowanus Lounge, New York Shitty, Flatbush Gardener, and Luna Park Gazette. Special features include a video by Blue Barn Pictures, a salute to Brooklyn’s photo bloggers and a special message from WNYC radio talk show host Brian Lehrer.

Special features include a video by Blue Barn Pictures, a salute to Brooklyn’s photo bloggers, Top Ten Tips for New Bloggers, and a special message from WNYC radio talk show host Brian Lehrer.

Learn about blogging; be inspired to Blog. Best of all, participate in the annual SHOUT-OUT: A chance to share your blog with the world!

Best of all, participate in the annual SHOUT-OUT: A chance to share your blog with the world!

For additional information, call or email: Louise Crawford at 718-288-4290 or louise_crawford(at)yahoo(dot)com

A Walk Around The Blog: Bottlemania

Yesterday after I put up the link to my appearance on a A Walk Around the Blog: Brooklyn Bloggers on TV, I heard from Park Slope author Elizabeth Royte, author of Garbage Land: On the Secret Trail of Trash and now Bottlemanai: How Water Went On Sale and Why We Bought It.

Just saw your interview with Joe Holz at the Park Slope Food Coop – that was great! Do you know when the vote is scheduled for? You may be interested in my latest book, Bottlemania: How Water Went On Sale and Why We Bought It (check out www.bottlemania.net).

I think the coop will sell it, certainly Community Bookstore will – should be on the shelves in another week or so. See you ’round the hood.

Produced by Nerina Penzhorn, the segment aired on Monday night on Brooklyn Independent Television and will be repeated is also on their website (see below)

I have to say she and her crew did an excellent job. The piece is nicely shot and edited.

Check out my interview with Joe Holz from the Park Slope Food Coop called, No More Bottled Water at the Park Slope Food Coop?

The segment is now online at:

http://awalkaroundtheblog.wordpress.com/

The DNA of Healing: Workshop at Elementi

Ellie is a spiritual healer, teacher, author, and
psychic whose works and theories can be found on her website, www.crystalinks.com.

She’s even appeared on the Jon Stewart Show talking about creation!

Ellie believes that human DNA is encoded, as if a program, through which you consciously experience, and at some point awaken, to find the ultimate truth about reality and the evolution of consciousness!

Pretty heady stuff.

Ellie is offering a workshop at Seventh Avenue’s Elementi (I’m guessing it’s upstairs in the party room) that is intended to help you unravel your DNA codes and soul purpose. According to Ellie, your DNA patterns will be explored and shifted during the workshop: "You will see change all around you – old systems no longer able to support new fields of streaming energy that fill your body, influence your dreams, create synchronicities, and stir something within you that beckons change," she writes. 

Location: Elementi; 140 Seventh Avenue in Park Slope

Date: Saturday April 26, 2008
Time: 10:00 am – 3:30 pm
For information and registration go here.

Bill De Blasio Meets the Bloggers

I didn’t make it to the blogger talk with City Council member Bill de Blasio at the Tea Lounge last night and I’m sorry I missed it. Sounds like an interesting discussion ensued. De Blasio is running for Borough President and is a frequent presence around Park Slope. The fact that he gets the meaning of Brooklyn blogging and wants to reach out to the Brooklyn bloggers is pretty cool.  Brownstoner has coverage:

Last night Councilman Bill de Blasio held a meet-up for Brooklyn
bloggers at which he spoke for a couple of hours about development
topics including Atlantic Yards, rezonings, affordable housing, and
what he’d like to accomplish if he’s elected borough president.

Like Gowanus Lounge,
we were most interested in what de Blasio had to say about Atlantic
Yards: The councilman said he thinks there should be no more
demolitions in the Atlantic Yards footprint until Forest City Ratner
puts its current plans for the project into writing. De Blasio said he
was "livid" about the interview Bruce Ratner gave to the New York Times last month since the likely stall "calls the entire Community Benefits Agreement into question."

Gowanus Lounge was also there:

City Council Member and Brooklyn Borough President candidate Bill de Blasio is calling for a moratorium on demolition in the Atlantic Yards footprint.
Mr. de Blasio made comments deeply critical of possible changes in the
huge project as part of a wideranging discussion last night that
covered everything from construction safety as developers race to beat
changes in the 421a tax break program to zoning issues in Gowanus and
Carroll Gardens. (Check out Brownstoner’s excellent report on the discussion here.)

On Atlantic Yards, Mr. de Blasio said, "I am livid at the New York Times interview with Ratner"
in which the developer announced that the project would be scaled back
and that massive amounts of affordable housing would be seriously
delayed or eliminated. "There was no discussion with the community
before he went on record," Mr. de Blasio said, adding that the changes
put "the entire community benefits agreement up for question."

A Walk Around The Blog: No More Bottled Water at the Food Coop

It’s my turn for "A Walk Around the Blog: Brooklyn Bloggers on TV." Producer Nerina Penzhorn just emailed to say that the segement, which aired last night on Brooklyn Independent Television is online.

I have to say she and her crew did an excellent job. The piece is nicely shot and edited.

Check out my interview with Joe Holz from the Park Slope Food Coop called, No More Bottled Water at the Park Slope Food Coop?

The segment is now online at:

http://awalkaroundtheblog.wordpress.com/

Bill, Meet the Bloggers

Bloggers meet Bill De Blasio, Bill De Blasio meet the Bloggers…

Bill is inviting members of the Brooklyn blogging community to join him once again to talk about issues of concern to all of us as Brooklynites.

I appreciate the work you have done to inform the community about important issues; many of my constituents rely on your reporting and I am thankful for your voice in the discussion of these issues.
I hope to see you to tonight! Please feel free to spread the word throughout the blogging community.
When: At the Tea Lounge on 7th Avenue and 10th Street tonight from 6:30 to 8pm
Location: The Tea Lounge location on 350 Seventh Avenue, via the F train to 7th Ave

Will Success of Brooklyn Flea Affect Park Slope Flea Market?

Maybe I’m imagining it, but on the last two weekends the PS 321 Antique Flea Market has been smaller than usual.

This longtime flea market, which is open Saturdays and Sundays, is located in the front yard of PS 321 on Seventh Avenue between 1st and 2nd Streets.

Like most flea markets, this one is a mixed bag of good junk and bad junk. They usually have an interesting selection of vintage furniture in front of the school’s entrance.

According to New York Magazine, the Park Slope flea market offers locals “a wide selection of shabby-chic furniture, clothing, and kitsch. A great place to look for currently stylish mid-century home furnishings, from $25. Bargain hard.”

I found a lectern from a church there two years ago that I bought for Brooklyn Reading Works at the Old Stone House.; I consider it my very best find from that flea.

Planet Mom T-Shirts:

PlanetMomTshirts.com, founded by two moms, sells tees, hoodies, hats, boxer briefs and more embroidered with irreverent, mom-centric phrases. I’m not sure if they’re Brookyn-based. But they got my name and sent me info about their t-shirts, which have been getting worn by the famous and not-famous alike.

Kathy Griffin wore her “Whine? No. Wine? Yes.” and “Botox Free” tees on Bravo’s “My Life on the D List.” Cindy Crawford wrote to Planet Mom that her “Secretary of Transportation” tee was very cute and Brooke Shields calls her “I need a playdate” tee “the perfect one for me!”

Might make a good Mother’s Day Gift. Speaking of Mother’s Day, Amy Sohn and I chatted today about an Edgy Mother’s Day Event around Mother’s Day this year.

Will keep you posted. Here’s a list of what Planet Mom’s T-shirts say:

Whine? No. Wine? Yes.
Star of my own Reality Show
Mother Superior
Nudity. Nature’s answer to laundry.
PTA Reject
Living for the next Girls Night Out
In my next life, I want to come back as my kids
Botox Free
Juice box for them, Cocktail for me
World’s Best Mom when my kids are in school
Kids are my Workout
Chicken Nuggets or Pizza?
Trophy Wife
Seeking Tall, Dark, Rich cup of coffee
I need a playdate
Chauffeur moonlighting as mom
Nanny Deprived

New Paint for Sculptural Drips on Park Slope Building

We go away for 26 hours from Park Slope and everything changes. At least on the facade of Mark Ravitz’s building on Seventh Avenue in Park Slope between 2nd and 3rd Streets.

That’s right, Ravitz repainted the drips to match the cyclops-octopus sculpture in the window

It’s big news around here for those obsessed with Ravitz’s drips, which have been many colors in the years I’ve lived here.

“My drips,” Ravitz writes on his website, “are an abstract expression of an other worldy entity making an unexpected appearance. They have made thousands of people smile.”

You got that right, Mark.

The drips on Ravitz’s building at 200 Seventh Avenue (between 2nd and 3rd Streets) have been blue, gold, mad cow, brains, florescent green brick, red and gold and glossy black. Now they’re painted like the cyclops-octopus sculpture in the window. Go here for a history of the drips.

No pictures yet. But it is so cool.

Have I mentioned that Ravitz is trying to rent out the storefront int he building?

Lessons Learned at the Brooklyn Flea

Reclaimed Home had a mediocore first day at the Brooklyn Flea on opening weekend and she writes about it on her blog.

My mistake? I thought people would want a finished product. I made sure to bring only clean, refurbished handmade items. And I charged for them. But I think many people were looking for the bargains. I know that’s what I do.

But Reclaimed Home had a new plan of action. For yesterday’s Brooklyn Flea, she decided to bring lots of small, junky items priced to sell. “I’m going to display them, all dusty and sh*t and price them at less than $20,” she wrote on her blog.

No word yet as to whether she had a better day.

The article in the New York Times’ Style section on Sunday about the Flea mentioned that there was some griping about the prices at the Flea.

The gripes, and there were a few, ran mostly along the same lines: too many crafts, too obvious a curatorial hand, too expensive, not enough junk. “I think the criticisms came from people who felt the balance tipped too much toward crafty people,” said Mr. Demby, and it was certainly the case that the Brooklyn Flea was oversupplied with vendors contributing to the worldwide glut of cleverly silk-screened canvas totes. “But we went to market with the people we had, to paraphrase Donald Rumsfeld,” he added. “It’s evolving. We plan to be there for a very long time.”

It’s quite amazing how much publicity this new flea market is getting. Then again, it’s the first Flea Market to be run by an urban blogger (John Butler of Brownstoner) and a former speech writer for a Brooklyn pol (Eric Demby).

No doubt, Sunday’s stats will be on Brownstoner Monday morning. Check out New York Times’ reporter Guy Trebay’s interactive media presentation about the Brooklyn Flea.

Smartmom: You’d Have to be Skenazy

Here’s this week’s Smartmom from the award-winning Brooklyn Paper:

Smartmom had never read Lenore Skenazy’s column in the New York Sun before Tuesday, when Dumb Editor told her that Skenazy had become Parent Enemy Number 1 by letting her 9-year old take the subway home from Bloomingdale’s to an unrevealed Manhattan neighborhood.

By himself.

“Long story short: My son got home, ecstatic with independence,” Skanazy wrote. “Long story longer: Half the people I’ve told this episode to now want to turn me in for child abuse. As if keeping kids under lock and key and helmet and cellphone and nanny and surveillance is the right way to rear kids. It’s not. It’s debilitating — for us and for them.”

The ensuing hysteria landed Skenazy on all the talk shows defending her seemingly indefensible position. She let her little baby — just a few years out of Mommy and Me classes! — ride the big bad subway. She must be chastised! She’s worse than that woman who drowned her kids in the tub!

Dumb Editor wanted to know what Smartmom thought of all this.

“Do you, for example, let the Oh So Feisty One take the subway by herself?” Dumb Editor asked (now you know how he got his name).

Of course she doesn’t! The 11-year-old OSFO just started walking to and from school by herself last September and they live right around the corner from PS 321.

Smartmom knows that OSFO could probably take the subway by herself, but she’s not sure if she really wants to. First off, where would she go?

It’s not like it’s 1967 when Smartmom was 9 and her parents let her take two city buses to school every morning.

Sure, she got mugged every now and again. On the subway and on the street. But that was de rigeur. Kids were frequently having their bus passes whisked out of their hands back in those days. But Smartmom was a pro — and she was pretty blase when it happened.

It was barely worth a mention to her parents.

And the subways weren’t just for going to school.

On weekends, Smartmom and her friend, Best and Oldest, would take the subway down to the Village to buy leather jackets and velvet coats at vintage clothing emporiums like Royal Rags on East Fourth Street and Ridge Furs on West Eighth Street.

It was fun, wild and free to be a kid in New York City in the ’60s and ’70s. All the grown ups were having a good time so why not the 9-, 10-, and 11-year-olds?

Oy, have things changed. When Skenazy revealed in her article that she let her son take a subway and a bus home (without a cellphone), she was accused of being the world’s worst mom.

That’s because, even though New York is safer than ever, parents are more protective than ever — and more judgmental.

It all started with Etan Patz, the 6-year-old boy who left his Soho home for school one morning in 1979 and was never heard from again.

Things really changed in New York after that.

Patz was the first missing child to be featured on a milk carton. And that milk carton was the beginning of the end of carefree childhood for New York kids.

No more riding your bike in Central Park without your parents. No more trips to FAO Schwartz, Wollman Rink, even Bloomingdale’s, without your parents helicoptering over you.

No more 9-year-olds on the subway.

It’s a shame because New York is a great city to be a kid in and part of being a kid is doing things all by yourself. It’s how you learn how to be a New Yorker — and how you learn to spread your wings and fly.

The strange thing is this: New York is safer now than it was in 1979. It’s nowhere near the most dangerous city in America anymore. The crime rate has been falling for years.

Although New York is safer than ever, other things have changed. For one, parenting was invented (didn’t you hear? The Yuppies invented it in 1984). Now parenting is a neurotic national obsession. From “What to Expect When You’re Expecting” to Baby Einstein videos, New Yorkers are now driven to be as good at parenting as they were at, well, everything else.

Sure, this may have been a reaction to the laissez-faire parenting of the 1970s, but we turned out all right, didn’t we? (Dumb Editor note: We did?)

With this drive to be the best parents in history, came the narcissistic belief that children are completely created by their parents. That means kids need to be with their parents 24/7 whether playing educational games, doing homework, eating in restaurants, even hanging out at Union Hall.

Likewise, parents don’t want their kids to do anything without them. They can’t fathom the loss of control and they’re just too darn scared.

So, it’s no surprise that when Skenazy let her 9-year-old do something on his own, it freaked out a lot of parents. Clearly, if a New York City kid is going to have a learning experience, mom and dad better be close by (or at least connected by cellphone).

Smartmom has even heard about parents who take their kids to college for the first time and actually hang out. Sometimes for days. Even weeks.

Boy, that’s a far cry from when Smartmom’s parents dropped her off at SUNY Binghamton and drove away. See ya later. Bye bye.

Sounds like Skenazy’s kid was dying for a childhood adventure away from his mom and dad. If he lived in the country, he’d be running around the woods or making a house out of a refrigerator box.

Kids need to feel like they’re free.

So, you’re probably wondering, when is Smartmom going to let OSFO take the subway by herself?

By herself?! You’ve got to be skenazy! Smartmom won’t ever let OSFO take the subway alone.

The Oh So Prolific One: Leon Freilich, Verse Responder

EATERY, BLEATERY, CROCK

In the bad old days, pre-Bloomberg,
Folks in restaurants
Had to hie outside to light up
Furtively like cons.

Now the air’s been fully cleared,
Smoke no longer annoys;
But something hovers in its place:
Ear-polluting noise.

Blame the iPod blasting music
Into tender ears?
Point to architects who pander
To the owners’ fears?

They don’t want a cemetery
Still as snow in descent;
Restaurants must throb with life,
Promise merriment.

At that table over there,
However, bells like hell’s
Ring from entree to dessert,
Crashing decibels.

Move to the other end, you say,
Pockets of quiet exist;
Make like someone positive,
Make like an optimist.

Don’t be a fuddyduddy churl,
Don’t be such an ogre;
Be an easygoing chap,
Stick to playing pogre.

Easy for you and your friends to say
–Keep your cool, be stable!–
You’re the ones shouting the loudest
At the farthest table.

Au Contraire: Don’t Bring Babies to a School Talent Show, Please

Our pal Peter Loffredo, of Full Permission Living, went to the talent show at the Brooklyn New School. Unfortunately the elementary-aged performers were drowned out by BABIES. Once again, Brooklyn parents refuse to leave their very young children home:

Well, I have to do it. I have to say something unpopular again about this generation of parents in this part of Brooklyn un-raising their kids to their ultimate future detriment. Last night I went to the Brooklyn New School’s “Extravaganza,” a kind of talent night in which the elementary-age student participants are allowed to showcase their talents for comedy, music, poetry, dance, etc., in original ways, created by the students. Sounds like a pretty enlightened concept, right?

And indeed, as public schools go, BNS is pretty enlightened, certainly when compared to the absurdly – and undeservedly – vaunted PS 321.

Unfortunately, just like last year’s Extravaganza, the show was a debacle… and here’s why: there was no adult presence present. Oh, there were plenty of parents there, plenty of people between the ages of 35 and 55, but there weren’t any grown-ups! A number of the said parents saw fit to bring their screaming infants and bored, talkative toddlers to the event, making it next to impossible to enjoy or focus on the efforts of the older kids on stage trying to express something. (Many other parents there, without babies in tow since their kids were now older, but feeling guilty and identified with the disrupters nonetheless, didn’t say anything to silence the rudeness, even though the director of the Extravaganza, Jose, implored the audience to show some respect for the young performers on stage.)

Why did these people bring their babies to an evening talent show (just as they fought to be able to bring them to local bars)? So the tots could absorb the cultural experience? Have a social night out with other 3-month olds? Hello?!

Does not their wailing and restlessness indicate that they are in an inappropriate environment? And let’s not even mention the blatant rudeness of these hapless parents not caring in the slightest bit whether there might have been some other parents there who actually wanted to hear their 4th grader deliver her version of “Who’s On First?” (One of the few skits I could actually enjoy, only because I once performed it in high school and so had all the lines memorized and didn’t totally need to hear above the din of the miserably uncomfortable little ones.)

Here’s the really saddest thing, though, to me, as a therapist who has done a lot of work with children: these kids are used to not being heard. They are indulged and raised without boundaries and treated like faux princes and princesses, but they are not heard. They are put on stage, literally and figuratively, by their vicariously acting out, emotionally needy, egotistical parents… and then ignored, only to later be cooed over, while watching the video tape.

In one of the most poignant and powerful moments of the evening, two girls performed a beautiful piece combining music and original poetry, in which one of the actors expressed a desperate desire to scream in order to be heard by the adult world.

I wonder how many parents were actually listening