By all means join the kickball and hacky-sack games if you want to be that type. Or grab a drink from the nearby dive, the Turkey’s Nest, and splay out on the lawn, checking out everyone’s bikes and hot legs in summer skirts. In Williamsburg, unlike in south Brooklyn, smoking is cool. Nobody will complain.
When it’s time to detox and get healthy, you’ll want to enroll at the YMCA in Greenpoint. It’s a bit of a social network because of the low price and the nice Village People irony of it all. Polish bodybuilders abound, but they are by now so used to your prancings on the StairMaster that it’s probably they, and not you, who will stop going there first.
After you’ve been here a while, you may find that some things need improvement.
Is Williamsburg green enough? Are there opportunities to enjoy the finer things in life, like composting, parks and bike racks, for the less fortunate people who were here before you and will probably be here after you leave?
Evan Thies is a 29-year-old running for City Council to represent the neighborhood.
Here’s what he thinks you can do.
“We are finally in sight of the promised land,” he told us on the phone.
He admits that he doesn’t fit the typical profile of the Williamsburg hipster.
“I think I’m really one of the most square people in Williamsburg,” he said. “When I moved here, I think I was the only person on my block wearing a suit. I still am. But with my age combined with a suit, it’s helpful; people trust me, like an accountant.”
But he hopes that won’t keep the slangy youth from joining him in a bit of Hipster Civics.
“With the influx of new residents into the area, coupled with all the families that have been here for generations, you have a potent mix of activism.”
Activism? Where? What can excited “new residents” do?
“N.A.G., it’s great,” he said. “I’m on the board. They’re a global group, with a small g, but very focused on the community and the Brooklyn waterfront. They used to be known as Neighbors Against Garbage.”
Now, the G does double duty standing for “Good Growth,” and the group focuses specifically on “a desire to recapture the waterfront, reduce local environmental hazards, and advocate for public policies promoting healthy mixed-use communities,” according to its Web site.
Mr. Thies’ second suggestion is for the more “avant-garde” of you.
The $50 million McCarren Park Pool renovation is about to take place.
“The pool won’t be available anymore next summer, so the arts programming and the concerts will have to leave,” Mr. Thies said.
Gasp. Mr. Thies recommends that concerned “younger folks” turn to the Friends of Bushwick Inlet Park, a brand-new organization focusing on the relocation of the pool’s concert venues and art projects to the Brooklyn waterfront.
Then, after you fight for space for Feist to play, stay in McCarren Park and compost.
Saturday mornings the women of United Friends of McCarren Park are stationed in their compost-corner, over the fence, next to the small-dog park. This is a fantastic activity to remember if you are trying to score points with a Park Slope love interest.
This is your invitation, Williamsburgers. It might be worth dialing up Mr. Thies, if you plan to stay a while.