Share on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterEmail this to someone
Share on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterEmail this to someone
By Joseph Manago

“Briarwood,” the MTA speaker proudly announced to the F-train passengers, as if Hollywood was on the horizon with the Walter Mittys humming the classic Phillips’ tune, “California Dreamin’.” Within two square blocks of the town, you may see the redundancy of three 99 Cents stores, three bodegas, three laundromats, three Chinese restaurants, three pharmacies, four beauty parlors, five dry cleaners and seven gambling venues vending Lotto.

No theater. No music store. No dance or music studios. No arts, crafts or hobby shops. No bookstore. No computer store. No vibrant church extracurricular activities. Nothing of any superior cultural value may be found due to no community planning, despite multiple community associations.

So, “What shall I do now? What shall I do? / I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street / With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow? / What shall we ever do?” (The Waste Land, 1922 – T. S. Eliot)

Joseph N. Manago

Flushing

Related Stories
Subway creep masturbated in front of a woman on board the F train in Jackson Heights
Subway creep masturbated in front of a woman on board the F train in Jackson Heights
Man fatally struck by train at Jackson Heights subway station was seen jumping onto tracks: cops
Man fatally struck by train at Jackson Heights subway station was seen jumping onto tracks: cops
Popular Stories
Bayside man killed after losing control of his motorcycle on a Whitestone road: cops
Queens men busted moments after burglarizing a Whitestone home in the middle of the night
Glendale homeless shelter protesters take the fight to the landlord’s house and temple


Skip to toolbar