I just took a brief hiatus for the to the Hamptons. It was a nice quiet week away from the wonderful noises of Brooklyn. Ocean air, pool play with the twins, a little tennis, lots of sand and dirt and rain.
Robert Caro had a great deal to say about Long Island and the outer boroughs in The Power Broker. Caro’s book is arguably the definitive book on modern New York City history. I’ve just picked it up again and found that little things like taking children to an aquarium (located many miles from everything in Coney Island) were part of a larger political fight decades ago.
Nothing in New York is at it seems. Perhaps moreso than Hollywood, New York is the world’s greatest city of illusion. Tinseltown can make starlets appear from thin air, but Wall Street can steal your entire economy.