New York Biker Bash And Attack On Suv A Polarizing Event

On Gladness and Quitting and Being 24 in New York

In an entertaining piece in the New York Observer, Richard Kirshenbaum writes of a friend (whom he doesn’t name) who no longer feels important in New York because he’s only a millionaire. It’s what Kirshenbaum calls the “millionaire malaise.” “I’m 1990s money in a new age with one less zero,” the friend says. Now, it takes at least $100 million to matter in New York. He says he feels like a “loser” because of his $10 million apartment. His wife’s 8-carat diamond is out-blinged by a friend’s 20-carat rock. He’s proud of his floor seats; another guy buys the team. “You think you’re a player, flying your family first class, then so-and-so asks for your tail number, and they look at you like you’re taking the bus because you’re flying commercial,” he says. Of course, no one should feel the least bit of sympathy for the underloved millionaires or the emotional pain they suffer for being Lear-less. Ask any of the more than 11 million out of work what it means to feel economically powerless. But the millionaire malaise stems from a rapid growth in inequality not just between the 1% and 99ers, but also between the 1 percent and the 0.0001 percent. A paper by Scott Winship at Brookings shows that the “poorest” household in the top 0.01% had nearly 17 times the income of the poorest member of the 1%. If the U.S. income structure were a building, he said, it would look more like the spear-shaped Burj Khalifa hotel in Dubai rather than a pyramid. If the top 0.1% were on the 160th floor, the top 1% would be on the 10th floor. And if Larry Ellison were on the 160th floor, Mitt Romney would be on the 6th floor and the rest of America is mixing with the top 1 percenters on the lower floors.

29 gathering. The answer: terrifying, tragic, and polarizing. At least seven bikers are facing criminal charges. Two men were left bloodied and bruised, one of them with both legs shattered. And the rally organizer a 29-year-old New York stunt enthusiast named Jamie Lao, AKA Hollywood Stuntz is struggling to defend an event that appears to have few fans, even in motorcycling circles. That’s especially true after a video showed motorcyclists pursuing a family in its SUV and beating the driver, Alexian Lien, as his wife and their 2-year-old daughter watched. A second video also revealed that a New York undercover police officer was among those throwing kicks and punches at the SUV at least, that’s what New York prosecutors allege. Det. Wojciech Braszczok, who was off duty at the time, faces charges of gang assault and criminal mischief; he says he couldn’t risk blowing his cover by going to the family’s aid. That this year’s Hollywood’s Block Party dissolved into mayhem is not in dispute. A camera positioned on a rider’s helmet showed hundreds of motorcycles chasing Lien’s SUV up Manhattan’s West Side Highway. It showed Lien, 33, running over a rider. It showed a swarm of bikers smashing Lien’s car windows and dragging him onto the street for a beating. But there is no consensus on how the event, which Lao said was planned as a simple “ride throughout the city” for motorcyclists from across the country, turned into this.


Here’s an alternative narrative: I live in New York, I am sheltered here, and the timing of moving was extremely fortuitous. Yeah, I’m not the hero of a glorious epic-of-one in this version, but that’s fine. You don’t need to have a crush on a city to be happy there. On your boyfriend, yes. On your city, no. At the end of the day, it’s less about being at home in the city and more about being at home in yourself. A city can protect you, but it can’t tell you who you are. It doesn’t know who you are and won’t remember you when you’re gone. That’s silly — like saying dogs can smile. Ultimately, happiness doesn’t come from what you do or how awesome the people you hang out with are or what group you belong to or where you live; it comes from how you live your life. And that is something you carry with you, no matter where you live.

New York Police solve ‘Baby Hope’ case, arrest cousin for 1991 killing of 4-year-old girl

During an interrogation early on Saturday, the 4-year-old girl’s cousin, Conrado Juarez, had admitted sexually assaulting and smothering her, police commissioner Raymond Kelly said. The child’s name and the circumstances of her death had been a mystery for two decades. But earlier this week, police announced that a new tip and a DNA test had allowed them to finally identify the baby’s mother, a dramatic turnaround in one of the city’s more notorious cold cases. Now they are also revealing the slain girl’s name: Anjelica Castillo. It wasn’t clear whether Juarez, 52, had a lawyer. Police said he lived in the Bronx, but that the family had been living in Queens at the time of the killing. They also said Juarez claimed that a relative helped him dispose of the child’s body. Anjelica’s naked, malnourished corpse was discovered on July 23, 1991, beside the Henry Hudson Parkway. Detectives thought she might have been suffocated but had few other clues as to what happened. The case became an obsession for some investigators. Hundreds of people attended a funeral for the unknown girl in 1993. Her body was exhumed for DNA testing in 2007, and then again in 2011. In July, detectives tried another round of publicity on the 22nd anniversary of the discovery. They canvassed the neighborhood where her body was found, hung fliers, circulated sketches of the girl and a photograph of the cooler and announced a $12,000 reward for information leading to an arrest.