Wheeling, West Virginia

What struck me first about Wheeling was what I didn’t see. No Wal-Mart, no pawn or check cashing shops. Barely any strip malls. No obvious attempts at last-ditch downtown redevelopment. Almost like a cloak of invisibility descended over the city and kept it in stasis since the mid-1960s. No one ever thought about putting up “Old Town Wheeling” signs and turning all vacant storefronts into antique stores because that idea has never penetrated this far in. Welcome to Wheeling, West Virginia – it’s rural, poor, but it kept it’s identity intact.

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

Victoria Theatre - Wheeling, WV

Wheeling, WV

When I get around to writing my “end of the world apocalypse” book, I’ll set it here. Assuming that Wheeling survives another kind of apocalypse.

Things I Like (January 2005 edition)

1. The statue of Godzilla in the Ginza district of Tokyo.

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2. The terrazzo floor of the Clark St. subway station in Brooklyn.

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3. The Yu-Mex music movement. When Yugoslavia broke with the Soviet Union during the “Informbiro” period, the entertainment authorities had to go elsewhere for film and music inspiration. Enter Mexico…

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4. The web page of Albanian President Alfred Moisiu

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5. Julian Opie’s strangely hypnotic Bruce Walking and Sara Walking LED signs in front of the Tweed Courthouse on Chambers St. immediately next to the Brooklyn Bridge.

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Blizzard 2005

Whenever I mentioned to anyone that I was going to give NYC a try, without fail the immediate reaction was “but it’s so cold there!”

Erm. DUH!

Do you move to Phoenix and then complain about the heat? Do you move next to an airport and then complain about the noise? Nevertheless, millions of people make NYC their home and cope with the weather so why should I be any different? Sure, I had a brief holyfuckingshit moment when it hit 14 degrees in New Jersey, but the locals were dealing with it just fine. What right do I have to complain? Dress appropriately and multiply your travel time by two.

The blizzard was kinda interesting really. Rather strange to see the Saturday night streets turn into a ghost town…

Co-Op City

Garbage Plow

Grand Army Plaza, Central Park

Central Park

Christmas Lights

Admittedly, NYC didn’t get hit nearly as bad as Boston did, but for something billed as “Blizzard 2005!” in shouting-point font, it wasn’t that big of a deal. If anything, the biggest hassle of NYC is finding a job. My deadline is the end of January, so hopefully something will happen.

Anyway, time for a corned beef and swiss sandwich. I quickly realized that the best deli here is the one you’re currently eating at.

Jumbo Squid invade home

squid_lagunabeachGreat Cthulhu! It hasn’t even been a month yet since I left and already jumbo squid (well, Humboldt Squid) are invading my former home.

LAGUNA BEACH, Calif. — About 1,500 jumbo squid, apparently far from home, have mysteriously washed up on Orange County beaches, creating a scene more akin to “20,000 Leagues Under the Sea” than “The O.C.”


Meanwhile up in Santa Cruz, the squid invasion has moved inland.

Twixters

Periodically one of the news magazines feels it necessary to roll out another “what’s wrong with these damn lazy kids?” feature and this week, Time targets “twixters” – young people who “will not, or cannot, settle down.”

The Time article has a conservative condescension to it (I know I know, big surprise) that’s even more cynical than the twixters they’re writing about. It admits that “Young people know that their material life will not be better than their parents,” but implicitly berates them for not sucking it up and conforming like everyone else.

“They’re well aware of the fact that they will not work for the same company for the rest of their life,” says Bill Frey, a demographer with the Brookings Institution, a think tank based in Washington. “They don’t think long-term about health care or Social Security. They’re concerned about their careers and immediate gratification.”

Maybe they saw one or both of their parents laid-off and experienced first hand how things really works.

“My problem is I’m really overstimulated by everything,” Galantha says. “I feel there’s too much information out there at all times. There are too many doors, too many people, too much competition.”

And just how many “twixters” are comfortable and well-adjusted with this? Did you interview them?

Marketers have picked up on the fact that twixters on their personal voyages of discovery tend to buy lots of stuff along the way.

Again with the condescension. Sometimes buying lots of stuff is a great way to keep yourself from thinking about how shitty things are.

The situation is analogous to their promiscuous job-hopping behavior—like Goldilocks, they want to find the one that’s just right-but it can give them a cynical, promiscuous vibe too. Arnett is worried that if anything, twixters are too romantic. I’m 47—they looked at it much more practically. I think a lot of people are going to end up being disappointed with the person that’s snoring next to them by the time they’ve been married for a few years and they realize it doesn’t work that way.”

And he’s accusing twixters of being “too cynical?” How about the fact that many of these twixters grew up in broken homes because their parents couldn’t keep their marriages together. Maybe they want something more “romantic” because they don’t want to end up with someone they hate. Maybe twixters realize that relationships are the one thing they can control when much of their life it out of their control.

If twixters are ever going to grow up, they need the means to do it—and they will have to want to. There are joys and satisfactions that come with assuming adult responsibility, though you won’t see them on MTV’s Real World.

Adult responsibility as defined by who? Do all twixters watch The Real World? Do all social scientists now sleep with a copy of Bowling Alone under their pillow?

Random Linkage I

Homemade macaroni and cheese is one of the greatest things ever and Gothamist links to New York Magazine’s review of the poshiest mac and cheeses in New York.

I like the idea of a Mac mini home media server, but nothing has inspired burning technology lust more than a Mac mini-based synth controller/sound module.

Phone phreaking in the early days – recorded for posterity. I still miss the different dial tones and rings from the old analog switches.

Ladies and gentlemen, the Casio VL-80 Kraftwerk Pocket Calculator.

Na + H20 = boom. This guy optimizes that equation to its ridiculous and inevitable conclusion.

And sadly it looks like TiVo will be out of business before I find an apartment.

The Man Who Broke Britain

I’m still working on my top 10 music list for 2004 and haven’t really thought about a 2004 movie list yet, but one film that will definitely be on is the BBC’s faux documentary The Man Who Broke Britain.

Presented as a “look back” at the market crash of January 2005, the movie details the Gordian Knot of financial transactions known as derivatives – high risk contracts tied to security or commodity transactions. The upshot is this: say you have a lot of money (like a billion or so dollars) tied up in oil future derivatives. Now say you have a terrorist event affect an already unstable oil price. Now add someone on the inside that may or may not have been rigging things to implode the worst possible way.

It’s all somewhat arcane, but the movie makes it much more suspenseful than most of what I’ve recently seen. Easily the best oil finance conspiracy movie since The Formula (which may have been the last oil conspiracy movie) Of course, mainstream economists are complaining, but hey if Nick Leeson gives the methodology a thumbs up

Manhattan Bridge

I know I know, everyone loves the Brooklyn Bridge, and yeah, I do too, but I can’t help but be drawn to its next door neighbor. I heart the flat blue color (officially called “dusty blue”) and the relatively delicate look to it that I’m sure detractors call “fugly” and “flimsy.”

manhattan_bridge_card

OK, so the Manhattan Bridge’s cable designer went on to design the infamous Tacoma Narrows Bridge and yeah the bridge has been traumatic to subway riders over the years. Count me in as a fan, though the Manhattan Bridge Club refers to something else entirely.

How it was built. How it was fixed. More photos at Wired New York, Daniel’s Manhattan Architecture and the obligatory live web cam.