The Party of Jefferson

Last night the venerable Thomas Jefferson Democratic Club of Brooklyn held their holiday party at the Hudson River Yacht Club.

The club has long been a behemoth in South Brooklyn politics, with its ability to turn out the vote and connections to elected officials. Judging by the turnout, the club also seems to have recovered Read More

Brooklyn Civil War: It’s North vs. South, Ratner Against Ledger

John Flansburgh, of the band They Might Be Giants, was on the phone. “I have mixed emotions about ‘fabulous’ Williamsburg,” said Mr. Flansburgh, 47, who has lived in that neighborhood for over 20 years, watching as bars and boutiques began to choke Bedford Ave. “It’s quickly becoming a life-size replica of St. Marks Place, Read More

Clarence Convicted

The Brooklyn Democratic leader has been found guilty on all three counts.

Which, among other things, opens a frantic scramble to replace him at the head of his badly damaged organization.

Two names that come up: Darryl Towns and Joe Bova.

UPDATE:Just reached Bova, the chief of South Brooklyn’s Stars and Stripes club, who Read More

Cookin’ with Weiner

The Observer’s Jess Bruder, finally back from farthest South Brooklyn, reports:

At the Caraville diner on Avenue M in Brooklyn, some seniors were finishing their midday nosh when Anthony trotted in at two o’clock. “What’s cookin’?” he asked loudly.

A grey-haired Democrat named Sandy Litman, who wore a shirt with a picture of Tinkerbell Read More

Those Flyers

What amazes us most about this New York Magazine item, which revisits those notorious “racist” flyers from the 2001 campaign, is how Freddy has evidently forgiven what once appeared to be a rather personal wound; while Mike Bloomberg, the sole beneficiary of the Democrats’ racial meltdown, is now keeping the grievance alive.

To Read More

An Unholy Sabbath: Their Need Is Great, And I, Too Small

This is a confession, of sorts.

When my fiancé, Edward, and I moved to South Brooklyn a few months ago from our respective Manhattan apartments, we bought coordinating throw pillows, joined the local library and deciphered which cuts of pork we wanted from the local Italian butcher. In all of this domestic arrangement, it Read More