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keep runnin’ homieI can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves, setting up their devil doll stool pigeons, crooning over my spoon my spoon and dropper I throw away at Washington Square Station, vault a turnstile and two flights down the iron stairs, catch an uptown A train… Young, good looking, crew cut Ivy League, advertising exec type fruit holds the door back for me. I am evidently his idea of a character. You know the type comes on with bar tenders and cab drivers, talking about right hooks and the Dodgers, call the counterman in Nedick’s by his first name. A real asshole.— William S. Burroughs, from Naked Lunch (1959)

Another real asshole is Councilman Bill DeBlasio, even if he likes to come off as rough trade. For more on this venal patsy, see Found In Brooklyn, “Earth Day… Means Nothing to Councilman Bill DeBlasio” and Pardon Me For Asking, “Bill DeBlasio… Advocates For Developers, Not His Constituents“: you go, gals!  Not that extreme malfeasance among Brooklyn elected officials is anything new. As has been repeated often (if under-reported by a largely passive media), New York City is the biggest goddamn hick town of them all and other than a wider variety of skin tones, nobody here can rightfully claim New York City (or State) is less corrupt or more “sophisticated” than, say, the hyper-vilified Alaska of ya’ll-know-how (no Jack London). For more on the Toxic Brooklyn Gold Coast, see Bruce Ratner Versus Gowanus: They Did The Mash and note the poisonous presence of former Bronx Borough President Adolfo Carrión (“a shameless disgrace”) also… alas! Will somebody ask President Obama what he most admired about Adolfo’s record, pretty please?  Gracias.—Caz Dolowicz

Caz Dolowicz was born on Sands Street in 1923; don’t blame him, he voted for [Shirley] Chisholm!

Photograph by Brian Berger

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