I do love NYC, but it isn't the greatest city in the world. Not if "greatest" means best. I've definitely had better food, certainly lived in better apartments, and absolutely seen better women in many, many other cities. On the last front, with the exception of a few supermodels and aspiring actresses, the native New York women are really, really fucking ugly. A lot of butterfaces with masculine mannerisms.
But if by "greatest" you mean "most choice", then, yeah, it's definitely the greatest. The variety of people, architecture, food, and lifestyles here is second to none. The opportunities are also incredible. As Guy Mandude once berated me--people in NYC should go out and carve a niche for them in this city. There are a lot of talented and smart people (not the most talented or most smart by any means, though--again, I've seen a lot of competent and brilliant people elsewhere), and there are plenty of chances to make pretty good money in the city, if you are smart, work hard, take a lot of chances, or all of the above.
I mention this on this forum because I think the things that make NYC great come down to its cultural diversity and population density more than anything else. These are similarly present in Bangkok, although certainly on a much smaller scale. There is cultural diversity and a broad and interesting mix of people in Bangkok, which makes it a great place for opportunity--unless the nationalists have their way and close it down to foreigners. If they do, it'll become monotonous and dull, like Beijing, Tokyo, or Seoul. And all the talent--and money--will flock to Singapore, Jakarta, and Hong Kong.
You do the title decrying the place and then do a paean to it - well, you don't hijack me, laddie, with your clean armpits and your scrubbed foreskin. I wasn't born yesterday.
Total bollocks and you know it is total bollocks because you are posting it.
NYC is impressive. I love it. We all love it. It's got buildings and shit.
London is the place though You know it.
And...we are friendly. Not like you uber-cool New Yorkers. English people are friendly.
Tell me I'm a liar, TOAC.
(And have a cup of tea and a biscuit)
See? And they are Hob-Nobs. Proper Hob-Nobs.
Last edited by Nathan Jones; 17th October 2012 at 07:18.
Sounds so Canadian. After all Toronto claims to be the most diverse city in the World..... yet it's so fucking boring... if not suicidal.
Tokyo is not boring. That's just crazy talk!
See? It's a fucking win for the Brits every fucking time. Why? Because we have the biscuits. That's why.
Milk, it's before bedtime.
Needing attention sexchange? Does New York City include the Bronx?
That top photo looks like a fire occasioned by a reaction to rent control. Perhaps. Famously.
#1 for beer. I admit it. But New England tries really hard to make a good ale. Sadly, they think IPA is real ale and wouldn't know how to draught a cask ale if Mr. Tetley himself descended from heaven and showed them.
In truth, I weaned myself off bitter when I er, moved south. It was just too much of a kerfuffle. I have drunk cheap shit lager since 1986.
And 'Leo' since 2003
Never liked Boddingtons--not creamy enough for me. I like northern beers. You can get Boddingtons in a can here.
The homemade ale at the Londoner was the best beer I've had since leaving England. I was shocked.
Hmm--time to open a bottle of Smithwick's. I blame you, Nathan.
Smack was a fucking bitch though. Beat that fucker though. Yeeeeesssssss!!!
Have a beer, TOAC. It's past dawn here and I'm waiting until I start to hallucinate. Can't sleep, see? It's a fucker.
I've never understood the self-congratulatory nature of people who love their cities.The variety of people, architecture, food, and lifestyles here is second to none
Variety of people? What does that even mean?
Architecture? How about some fucking space? Trees? A squirrel or three?
Food? A toaster and a choice of two spreads is better than waiting for hours for a table at the latest Ethiopian/Latvian/Innuit restaurant.
Lifestyles? City people all have the same one: Get up. Worry. Commute. Work. Worry. Eat. Work. Worry. Commute. Eat. TV. Sleep. Die.
There are few problems in life that cannot be solved with toast.
One of them, however, is opening a can of corned beef with that stupid key. This cannot easily be done at the best of times, and toast is of surprisingly little use in resolving the issue.