As New Yorkers pick up the pieces in Sandy’s wake, they’re tearing something else to pieces: the city’s plan to hold Sunday’s New York City Marathon as scheduled. Outrage has been growing since Mayor Bloomberg’s green-light announcement on Wednesday. Here’s why:
- The starting point: As the Atlantic Wire explains, the race is slotted to kick off in Staten Island, which has been particularly hard-hit and is dealing with some pretty awful tragedies. “We are still taking people out of the water and we’re supposed to spruce up the parks for a race?” Rep. Michael Grimm told the Staten Island Advance. Read more…
So, following Hurricane Sandy, I’m temporarily squatting at my mom’s apartment in Brooklyn until the power and water returns to my place in Manhattan. But should it return today, for example, I won’t be able to take the subway there, because the train lines below 34th street are still down. But I could take the bus. OR NOT. This is a photograph of a Manhattan-bound bus line in Brooklyn. No, thank you. I have never been so incredibly grateful to be able to work remotely. I hope these poor people brought something to read… [Instagram]
This is an image taken directly from the New York City MTA of what one of the downtown subway stations looks like post-Hurricane Sandy. That’s an entire subway tunnel full of water — and salt water at that — which rusts out subway trains and tracks, leaving them non-functioning. Whoa boy.
1. Excitement. You’ve got supplies! You’ve got wine! You’ve got enough kettle corn to last for a year! You’re finally going to watch all five seasons of “Breaking Bad” and people will stop making fun of you for never having seen it. You are pumped and ready to be a shut in for days, weeks if necessary! Bring it on!!
2. Boredom. You’ve seen four episodes of “Breaking Bad” and it occurs to you that you’ve never watched this much TV in one stretch, except for that one time that you had the flu for a week and you watched all six seasons of “Sex and the City” and then called your dad crying, begging for chicken noodle soup. You start to yawn. Like BIG yawns. Endless yawns. You wander from room to room. Bathroom. Water. Wine. Kettle corn. You turn on another episode of “Breaking Bad.” You can’t do it. Keep reading »
Halleloo! New York City is still a hot mess, with power outages and flooding affecting millions of people. Amelia is still without power — send positive thoughts to her and Lucca. But the show must go on and that’s why we’re doing What Are We Wearing Today?: Hurricane Sandy Edition. We are all working from home for the foreseeable future, which means we’re dressing a little more casually. Just how casual? Wait until you see Ami’s fuzzy socks, y’all.
I was kind of bowled over to hear that not just one but TWO of my close friends had planned first dates during Hurricane Sandy. WHAT? I say this as a person who HATES staying inside my apartment for too long, but seriously, I don’t care how amazing the guy was, I wouldn’t have stepped outside during the storm for any reason whatsoever. OK, maybe for a new bottle of wine at the liquor store across the street. Maybe.
First dates are anxiety-provoking enough without worrying about whether or not you’ll get struck dead by a wayward tree branch or drowned in a storm-surge flood. Forget about awkward conversation, life-threatening weather conditions really up the ante. I mean, what do you even plan to do during a Hurricane date-wise? Drink at your apartment? If you dare to venture out do you wear a wet suit? But then again, it could be incredibly romantic. Keep reading »