One by one, New York City’s neighborhoods are being swept by an invasive species: affluent white people and the real estate developers who love them. And like so many invasive species, this one is more or less devastating the ecological relationships that preceded its arrival, spurring rapid displacements of natives and growing areas of monoculture. In Williamsburg, the process began a dizzying acceleration in 2005, when zoning rules were changed to open vast tracts of property to luxury residential construction. No longer anything like the place it was even ten years ago, Williamsburg is rapidly being reborn as Yuppie City. Now, finally, it’s become clear exactly what the ambiguous “Hipsters” were: spies and advance scouts for the yuppies, i.e. the Yuppie Avant-Garde.
Greatly dismayed by these developments, we here at the WBO have finally decided to it’s time to move on, via an editorial makeover and renaming of the site. Stay tuned in coming weeks for our debut…
As the Corporate-Fascist State tightens its stranglehold on every institution in our lives, the Internet has been one of the few remaining outlets where information can flow freely, unhindered by gatekeepers, censors, and toll collectors. When mainstream corporate news media ignore or lie about vital news stories and issues, independent reporting on the Internet has been there to tell the other side of the story, to provide a voice to the marginalized, and a global forum for dissent, debate, and awareness-raising. No wonder the Corporate-Fascists want to change the level playing field of “net neutrality” and transform the Internet into another version of cable TV — one that they can fully control and monopolize. Well, now, the Federal Communication Commission, which regulates the Internet, is about to give the Corporate-Fascists exactly what they want — unless Americans raise hell. Stop the FCC from killing the last bastion of First Amendment free speech: See here, here, here, and here for more information, and see Bill Moyers below.
If we had to fight wars the way they did in the Middle Ages, or even in the Hollywood version of the Middle Ages I wonder how anxious these political hawks would be to get us into them. And if the leaders themselves actually had to fight, like they once did, there would probably be no war at all.
Now of course we have no need to bodily engage our enemy. We can fight from afar. With drones. (see article below).
What would you do if the invisible ghost ship that killed your sister and terrorized your town finally crashed?
Here’s some of the enlightened American commentary found on youTube:
“Typical. Y’know, we didn’t get drone technology by throwing rocks at things out of impotent jealousy, guys. Just saying – maybe you ought to pick yourselves up by the boostraps, stop worshipping goats, and invent your own drones. You make the Ewoks look like geniuses.”
“Wow! Like watching a movie, where the Cavemen encounter advanced technology.”
“This is like seeing the monkeys react to the monolith in 2001. Except without the whole becoming intelligent part.”
One by one, at an apparently ever faster pace, New York City’s neighborhoods are being swept by an invasive species: affluent white people and the real estate developers who love them. And like so many invasive species, this current cohort is more or less devastating the ecological relationships that preceded its arrival, spurring rapid die-offs of natives and growing areas of monoculture. Here in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, the process began a dizzying acceleration in 2005, when the zoning rules were changed to open vast swathes of the waterfront to luxury residential construction. What’s happened here is so dramatic one might call it “gentrification-on-steroids” – or maybe crystal meth. The neighborhood is no longer anything like the place it was twenty or even ten years ago; it’s rapidly being torn down and rebuilt to suit a new socio-economic class. Realizing that we have less and less in common with this invasive species and the new neighborhood built to house and entertain and feed it, we here at the WBO have finally decided to it’s time to move on, via an editorial makeover and renaming of the site. Stay tuned in coming weeks for the debut of Belly of the Beast…