Category Archives: Environment

Help Spiderman

March 5, 2011 – 3:07 pm

New York City avoided the bronze medal as the 4rd Most Polluted City in America. The Gold Medalist was Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. Both cities’ pollution ratings were most assuredly determined by their proximity to the rancid state of New Jersey. The vista out my window in Fort Greene is filled by a […]

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Allo la Poubelle

January 4, 2011 – 8:14 pm

Recycling is one of my weapons to diminish my carbon footprint on the Earth. No car is another. An avoidance of plastic packaging has shrunk my trash contribution to South Oxford Street to the size of a small paper bag. I donate my organic trash to the compost heap at the Fort Greene Farmer’s Market […]

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A Tree Falls in Brooklyn

September 18, 2010 – 3:13 pm

Several severe micro-bursts of tornado strength wind ripped across the borough of Brooklyn knocking down thousands of trees. Big and small. Only one was toppled in Manhattan. High winds. Not a storm. The rain was finished by the time that I left work. Richie Boy and I subwayed to 23rd Street. He had to pick […]

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Maya Lin WAVES at Storm King

September 18, 2010 – 1:13 pm

My landlord/friend designed the biggest cottage in the Hamptons this year. Construction was finished in late August. AP invited several of his male friends for a tour of the beachfront mansion. Massive with a spectacular ocean vista over pristine dunes. The female client hated how the dune grass blocked a sliver of the Atlantic horizon. […]

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The End Of Global Warming

July 24, 2010 – 2:36 pm

The morning sun flashed off a window on the top floor of Brooklyn Tech. The reflection flooded through my westerly windows. My bedroom is on the top floor of a Fort Greene brownstone. White light saturated my eyelids. The distant fireball crisped the iris, retina, and finally my optic nerve. It was dawn. Temperature already […]

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