Cheek, in Review: 7 Days of Runnin' Scared
Dancers from InSpirit beckon passers-by to enter a new store on Broadway near 13th Street.
Labor Day, with its West Indian American Day Parade, was the high point of the week. The low point was, let's see... the rest of it.
9/11 was a popular topic. It was oddly related to a Twitter Festival and inspired a musical in California. Somebody defaced the memorial in Staten Island. Graham Rayman didn't like what he saw at the 9/11 Museum preview. Of course, before 9/11 there was 9/9/09.
Governor Paterson wished he could have those Wall Street bonuses back. He also pandered to the Orien -- oops, the Asian-Americans, and to the Russians. Ed Cox continued on his way to the state GOP chairmanship.
Rightbloggers got the scalp of Van Jones, but tirelessly kept on covering President Obama's speech to schoolchildren -- which was not only Hitler, but socialist via J.K. Rowling. On 9/11 they told us who the real enemy was. And congratulations Sarah Palin on your promotion from Facebook to the Wall Street Journal!
A very special weekend Crap: Male Animal magazine!
Primary Culler saw incumbents Alan Gerson and Maria Baez under siege, Rosie Mendez and Christine Quinn holding firm, Debi Rose duking it out with Ken Mitchell, and Bill de Blasio poised to force a runoff with Mark Green. Wayne Barrett looked at Leslie Crocker Snyder's unsavory donors, and Tom Robbins saw Melinda Katz give the Judas Kiss to Alan Hevesi.
Things just kept getting worse for the Mets. But cheer up, fans -- the NFL marketing season is underway! Allan Barra took a hard look at the Jets. Runner Caster Semenya was declared a man and a woman.
Tom Tomorrow scored a Pearl Jam cover. Ahmadinejad got a room -- which some people wanted to take away from him. Another rapist trawling nightclubs was found guilty; a serial rapist remained on the loose in Hamilton Heights. Atlantic Yards tried, tried again -- but a lot of people were unmoved, including the Independent Budget Office. Ed Koch said "Fuck You!" Stuyvesant Town tried to hold onto its jacked-up rents.