The Going

A fictional sketch for a short story...people are dieing, activists are keeling over or vanishing, is something going on here?

It is a dark murder mystery which is really a metaphor for the history, neighborhood that was the East Village, Lower East Side and Bowery. I based it on the stunning black and white film “Laura” but I have some bad news, she really is dead. There is also a NYPD hire, a retired billionaire Silicon Valley techno whiz kid who forms a special NYPD techno-task force. He is paid a dollar a year! I wanted to take a swipe at this new fade of mega billionaires and mega millionaires that turn to a yearly government salary of a dollar!

It is just a sketch -- a way to mourn and grieve and it I don’t have to clean my paint brushes. I want to make you think and feel and look at this city -- please come visit and take a good look at the new New York.

note: my brain feels dead tired and I stumble so reading this blurb before listening is important...For instance at the end I question whether her body will be found...will it turn up because of a massive -- mega infrastructure break or the NYPD techno-task force....I forgot a verbal comma and I never use the term techno-task force....I am having some techno fatigue and difficulty so please take it for what it is and I hope you get something out of it.

I wrote these 2 poems both entitled “Tompkins” while sitting in Tompkins Square Park and I drew the trees over head.

The poems have the same title but 2 different perspectives.

I submitted them to The New Yorker and of course they rejected them. I am like Groucho Marks and you know what he said about any club...

Go to http://suzannahbtroy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_1661.html to see my drawings with the poems...

Stuy Town, Buy Town, affordable housing an oxymoron....

this is a very long poem that covers the tsunami of community crushing development, the firehouses being closed, the largest fire post 9-11 in Greenpoint, St. Ann’s picture above and NYU mega dorming it and the East Village to death and suggests a new t shirt “I love New York but I can’t afford it anymore!”