Cup of Joe
Joe Lhota took his mayoral campaign to Manhattan’s Chinatown yesterday, in search of votes to expand his fledgling Republican coalition.
Unlike the mad scrambles for black and Latino voters seen during primary season, few mayoral candidates focused extensively on selling themselves to the Asian community, which most observers expected to be easily captured by City Comptroller John Liu, who was vying to become the first Asian-American mayor.
Through the Liu-king Glass
Even though he finished a distant fourth in last week’s Democratic primary, Comptroller John Liu was surprisingly upbeat yesterday.
Speaking at a Manhattan “volunteer appreciation party”–he has four more such parties scheduled today–the failed mayoral candidate told Politicker he was ready to look outside of politics for his next gig.
There’s no doubt that the Sunbright Hotel in Chinatown is a dump. Billed as a single room occupancy, the lodgings fall short in the “room” department, packing tenants into 5-by-7-foot metal cubicles topped by a chickenwire enclosure, as reported by the Post, which recently exposed the horrible conditions at the building.
“Roaches, bedbugs, fleas and other vermin infest the building. Hot hallways reek of rotting trash, sweat and urine,” wrote the Post, describing the pest-plagued, overcrowded residence, where more than 100 men share the same communal bathroom. And, after leaving its readers horrified, the tabloid scored something of a coup: mayoral candidate Bill Thompson visited and expressed his shock and outrage.
Spitzer Comes to Town
Eliot Spitzer took his comptroller campaign to Chinatown today, brushing off both his past indiscretions and new political action committees created solely to defeat him in his contest against Manhattan Borough President Scott Stringer.
Despite the pending assault, the former governor said he wasn’t alarmed.
Building owners hire property managers precisely because they do not want the headache of running a building. Unfortunately for the owners of 11 East Broadway and 128 Mott Street, the decision to hire out the task cost them more trouble (and money) than they ever imagined.
Property manager Kee Lin stole more than $1.5 million by writing unauthorized checks payable to cash and to his own company, AIP Realty Services, Inc. Mr. Lin has plead guilty to first-degree larceny, according to the Manhattan District Attorney’s office.
“Ordinary People, Middle Class, The Rich & Government Officials. All live in Harmony under the Same Sky. To Generate a Utopian Society with Great Dreams.”
Is this some zen koan? A communist manifesto? The message inside a fortune cookie? No, it is the introduction, and the vision, to a 120 page pamphlet proposing a 128-story mega skyscraper covering some five blocks in the heart of Chinatown. Think the World Trade Center meets that crazy hotel in Pyongyang. It is the work of a humble man, retiree Wong San Yan, his gift to the neighborhood he loves.
Famed editor Judith Regan decamped for Los Angeles years ago, but enjoyed keeping one foot in the city where her meteoric rise to fame happened. So she bought a sprawling 3,200-square-foot loft in Chinatown (or Soho, depending on whom you ask) back in 2005. But as she told a Daily Beast reporter in 2010, her affection faded after the apartment flooded. Twice. The water ruined almost all of her art and furniture: “My apartment is like all the men in my life—really good-looking and assholes.”
Here were a few of our favorite things, spotted while out on the Lower East Side: the problem of vehicles blocking bike lanes, the notorious Grand Avenue bike lane, in particular, and the recurring gripe about diplomats parking willy nilly and otherwise acting as scofflaws.
French nightlife impresario Andre Saraiva’s Le Baron—with respective locations in Paris and Tokyo, easily two of the most exclusive nightlife spots in the known universe, the likes of which you will never see the inside of—has been anticipated as the messanic salvation of New York City nightlife. Especially ever since word of its stateside arrival was confirmed…in March 2010.
We once saw a poster that said “Birds don’t have careers,” and it really made us stop and think because, you know, they really don’t. Unless they are carrier pigeons, or those parrots that live on pirates’ shoulders, or are part of a magician’s act. Otherwise nope: birds are more the freelancing, artsy type.
But if birds don’t have careers, cats definitely do, at least according to those highly toxic pesticides that the D.A. recently confiscated in Chinatown that read, “The Cat Can Be Unemployed.” Just a warning! Also, these products can kill you and your children. And they smell like cookies.