Tag: New York City

Kill them to kill part of yourself

Earlier this week there was an update in the death of Sanesha Stewart: apparently the man who is suspected of killing her — let’s be clear, he was dragged from her apartment early in the morning, covered in her blood…

We are the champions, my friends

From the “why not start the shameless self-promotion early” department: Devout Feministe readers may remember a post from a while back where I talked about becoming obsessed with drumming in the game Rock Band, where you and up to three…

Why I *heart* NY

Because you don’t even have to watch major sports games to know who wins — you can just sit in your apartment and you hear everyone either screaming and honking or groaning and booing as soon as it’s over. I…

I Leave New York and They Will Come

I’m shamelessly publicizing a really cool film festival that I cannot attend (tears…everywhere…literally) because…I live in Cairo now. But if I were in New York (man, oh man, if were in New York), and if you’re reading this and YOU…

Movie break

Enjoy this scene from The Warriors. This is the big fight scene in what is ostensibly the Union Square station, but what is actually the Hoyt-Schermerhorn station in Brooklyn. Times have changed. I’m in both of those stations regularly, and…