Thursday, April 2, 2009

Cabin fever


Matt Harvey's "Bash Compactor" column in this week's NYPress looks at the not-so-secret, secret speakeasy on Avenue A... Before heading Down Below, he asks a fine question:

Last Saturday night on Avenue A, post-college boozers were spilling out onto the sidewalk from a jam-packed Niagara. Watching drunken couples falling over each other in an attempt to snag a cab, I wondered, if the recession is so deep, why aren’t these people on Greyhound buses back to Rochester?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Supported by parents (for now).

EV Grieve said...

Yeah, in some cases the kids may be better off than the parents...

Anonymous said...

I think that's part of it. Then there are those who haven't been fired yet, those who have been fired but haven't yet realized they aren't going to get hired anywhere else, and those who will bounce from one job to the next until they bottom out.

It's a long, too long, process. Unfortunately, we have another summer of morons to look forward to.

The only silver lining for me is that as long as these idiots can still hold down a job, mine won't be disappearing. When the you-know-what really hits the fan near the end of the year or sometime next year, the young privileged will start to disappear.

I look forward to it and kind of dread it at the same time.

EV Grieve said...

"I look forward to it and kind of dread it at the same time."

I think I have similar feelings.
I talked with a few young adults who think this is how bad it's going to get regarding the recession. Oh boy. I was going to mention the looming budget gaps for the coming years, but decided not to....

prodigal son said...

I've just returned to New York after a long hiatus, and I've noticed an improvement in terms of yunnie saturation. I can take walks now without constantly being stuck behind someone talking on a cellphone and meandering along the sidewalk. The subway cars seem a little less crowded. But I haven't hit the bars yet.

EV Grieve said...

Thanks for the report, Prodigal Son. (And welcome back...)
Let us know what you find once you hit the bars.