If the current exhibit at Ground Zero wasn’t enough to help you relive that frightful day in September, we have the art exhibit just for you: “Elegy in the Dust: Sept. 11th and the Chelsea Jeans Memorial.” It’s a fabulous recreation of a retail store on Broadway that was covered in toxic-asbestos ridden dust. The show features the possible remains of loved ones and various other lung piercing sediment that has been carefully preserved and re-sprinkled on “Levi’s jeans and begrimed, flag-bearing Ralph Lauren sweaters.” Even scarier then another terrorist attack though, is the notion that these lightly dusted clothes will end up being all the rage next season.
9/11 Shrine, With the Tragic, Toxic Dust NYT
The Gap couldn’t have picked a better spokesperson to try and help sell their bland suburbanite t-shirts. They’ve tapped a part time rapper who not only lends his name to their newest campaign, but also doubles as the embodiment of their brand: Common. And if the ads weren’t humiliating enough, the mega-mall clothier had him slaving away in one of their NYC stores silk screening t-shirts for we assume, mostly white moms with absolutely no style. Now we’re just anxiously waiting to see what they have in storefor Pivens.
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By Amy Blair
I think that it’s fairly obvious that my tighty-whities fetish is directly rooted in the fact that I watched Risky Business for the first time at a very impressionable young age (read: 27) and never quite got over it. The source of other people’s fantasies, however, isn’t always so simple to discern…
- Dead white woman. Black killer. Signature shoes. Jimmy Choo does his best O.J. Simpson impersonation.
- Hezbollah TV will get your ass arrested in NY.
- Mayor Ray Nagin takes a shot at NYC, says progress at Ground Zero ain’t nothing to brag about.
- 54th and Lex becomes temporary tennis court.
For those that pay attention, (mainly vandals and ironically bloggers) graffiti writer RAMBO loves to bomb billboards in Brooklyn. It’s kind of expected that once a new advertisement goes up, he’s supposed to hit it or else risk collectively being called a pussy by his peers. As Razor Apple points out, his pick of the litter has just increased with a massive new billboard being erected in DUMBO that is much bigger then the ones he usually hits near the Williamsburg Bride. For now, we’ll just sit back and wait, looking forward to see what company gets destroyed first. Don’t disappoint us!
DUMBO Billboard Available Immediately Razor Apple
Matisyahu’s Inevitable Hypeman
What’s 6’7″, has dog poop style dreadlocks, and will entertain you and your friends for a dollar? The Rap-O-Grams Jewish rapper of course. The above clip shows video evidence of the chosen one attempting to rhyme words as best a Jewish hip hopper could. And ya can’t knock his hustle. He’s making a name for himself, and it’s a matter of time before he gets a record deal, or at the very least, a Six Points Fellowship.
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While we’re not experts in helicopter exhaust toxicology, we assume that huffing down the fumes of idling copters while strenuously exerting oneself can’t be a good thing in the long run. That’s why we question the sensibility of the Hudson River Park Organization’s decision to move the public skate park from its relatively quiet, safe, and fresh pocket-of-air location down near Canal St. to its current noxious and potentially hazardous resting place directly next to Liberty Helicopter’s VIP heliport at west 32nd street.
But, maybe whirly bird particulates and vapors are a good thing and we’re just being over reactive? An official from Liberty Helicopter explains, “No, I don’t believe the fumes are dangerous at all. I’ve been doing it for 21 years and before that I did jet engines in the Navy and I’m still healthy.” Right. We’ll believe that when we see his autopsy results, but regardless of old iron lung’s expert opinion, Hudson officials should have just left it downtown so the already monoxide intoxicated youth could get a break from airborne toxins in one of the City’s only public skate parks. After the jump see the landing helicopters that look like they’re ready to drop in themselves.
Charles Kushner, convicted real estate mogul and father of New York Observer owner Jared Kushner, likes to enjoy fresh air on the weekends in the comfort of his own home according to one of our tipsters.
Like many well behaved white collar criminals, he only spends weekdays at the half-way house, but on weekends, he is free to frolic at his two-acre oceanfront estate in Long Branch, NJ. His mini-mansion is fashioned in a classic Spanish style complete with stucco walls and red roof. Plus, there’s a giant pool with picturesque views of the Atlantic.
Of course there is. It’s just a shame that such a bastion of contemporary well-to-doism will never experience the long-lasting companionship that occurs on those memorable Saturday shower rape sessions.
We like when people display positive messages for the kids, especially when they posses a subtle edginess. Take this one for instance, ‘Envy Kills Children.’ Surely it’s a good directive and might actually sink in for some of city’s less-to-do kids. But it’s not exactly what you’d expect to find on a ice cream truck, unless of course, you were in Brooklyn, things are done a bit differently out there. Jump for the whole truck that you will never see in the Upper East Side or any other neighborhood where the average HHI is above 18k a year.
This Really Belongs On Viceland.com
Technically, the guys at Vice are way better at making fun of retards then us, but we couldn’t resist Life Goes On’s very own Corky spasming to Public Enemy’s ‘Fight the Power.” Secretly we’re hoping to raise awarness about America’s most famous downsyndromed hip hopper and see if he can get a reality show. Afterall, Flavor Flav is basically a black Corky with gold teeth.
(raspect Peter Dean)
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