We’ll be the first to admit that this story has very little to do with New York real estate, except that it appeared in The Times and perhaps some of the owners’ “product” may have wound up in the homes of some of our readers at some point. Regardless, today’s Home & Garden cover story is a striking departure from the typical fare—last week, it was stuffed pets—as the Gray Lady goes inside the homes of a few Mexican drug lords. The Observer is addicted.
On Friday, Curbed re-blogged an item from W that detailed Klaus Biesenbach’s living situation. They paraphrased the introductory anecdote from that piece in which “the curator once stripped his Mexico City hotel room of the telephone, TV remote, even the curtains, keeping them stacked neatly in the closet until he departed.” We believe the Read More
Do you have to take a flight in the next few weeks? Think again, especially if that flight is hosted by a Mexican or Thai airline.
But don’t panic. Remain calm and seated in the upright position, and listen closely: The Business section of the New York Times today reports that there is widespread confusion Read More
Politics as usual
Earlier today it was book lovers, now candy makers have made it clear that they are unhappy with President Obama. Reuters reports that U.S. makers of gum and chocolate blame the Obama administration for a new 20% Mexican tax on American gum and chocolate exports south of the border. National Confectioners Read More
President Felipe Calderone’s crackdown on drug cartels in Mexico has claimed 28,000 lives since 2006, but the best coverage of the non-stop mob hits and government stings isn’t coming from the nation’s major media outlets.
Instead, it comes from a student with a six-month-old blog. Blog del Narco began as a hobby for Read More
A few weeks ago, I was in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, for what was intended to be a week of golf, yoga, working out and general relaxation. Detoxification was also on the agenda. So when I found myself, after five margaritas, with raccoon eyes and wearing a sombrero, saddled up to a farmacia counter buying Read More
"God bless them, they were so young, with their hair down to their shoulders and carrying all those books.” This wistful observation comes from an aging, drunken, failed poet in The Savage Detectives, the grand novel that made Roberto Bolaño famous in Latin America when it was published in 1998. The tension between vitality and Read More
“Prime Green” was the color of the light rising from the horizon at Manzanillo Bay, flashing before Robert Stone in the autumn of 1966. Mr. Stone had come to Mexico for Esquire. His assignment was to find his friend Ken Kesey, who had become a fugitive from the drug police in San Francisco. Kesey was Read More
The Price of Research
To the Editor:
Just got to read Alexandra Jacobs’ review of my book The Price of Privilege [“Our Gilded Youth in Crisis! Ennui and Grade-Grubbing,” Aug. 14]. It was very well written, and the Lego metaphor made me laugh. But in fairness, Ms. Jacobs left out the most important part of Read More
A week ago last Saturday, the day before Mexico’s Presidential election, I was in Mexico City’s central district, crushed by thousands of people waving yellow flags and parading toward the city’s giant plaza. Young activists, middle-aged couples and squat old women in shawls shouted “Obrador! Obrador!” An S.U.V. squeezed through the crowd. Its door opened Read More