Wow! Quite a revelation after seeing My Brooklyn again---really makes me very angry---the absolute power that the development industry has been given is so illustrated in the film. Made some nice contacts, Nick at Bushwick farms, want to talk to him on Saturday, so it will be a double weekend in Bushwick next weekend (last before the fringe) and Cecily who is the activiist from Bed-stuy. Dissappointed in the discussion, there is still a sense of being cowed by the overall vision of city hall.
Also, how will the next Mayor react to developers....they all talked like 1/1/14 would be a kind of liberation day....will it...? What about those not involved, or who are still registered in their parents voting places, can they be added....voter registration and education, does anyone care about that? Feeling very militant not, not Fringe-y, but suppose I can morph back the my theater loving self. So what did I do after the movie. Ended up at California bar on Fourth, watched some baseball, nice talk about trades with a guy named Steven, good bartender, but nothing about what is happening in Brooklyn. Today, some more tutoring, then Trivia (well named) closer and closer to day zero (The Fringe)
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