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Dec. 9th, 2007

The Windsor Terrace Eleven

Smartmom doesn't like all of the kids of the block. Some of the kids are mean. Some of the kids are way too funky for Smartmom. Smartmom used to be funky, but one day, she misplaced her funk on the way to the co-op. Icky bets Smartmom's funk is on display at the Old Stone House.

Let's face it, "If it's too loud, you're too old." Or maybe in this case, "if it's too funky, you're too clunky." Here then, dear readers, is a list of the Brooklyn Blogs (quite eminent in my estimation), that did not make The Baroness' list of "The Park Slope 100." - Stunning Brooklyn photos from Will Femia ... really gorgeous funky stuff. - Funk, facts, and fabulous fun from across Brooklyn and Downtown. - Funky fotos and found stuff from Carroll Gardens and Gowanus. - Yo, GP! BK funky fest, from our neighbors to the North. - Excellent blog concerning NYC eating itself alive. Vintage Funk. - My funky friend Brooklynometry, also chronicling Windsor Terrace. - The Rev's profane and wildly cool funk from Williamsburg. - Gorgeous foto blog dedicated to our funky streets, Brooklyn and abroad. - The always thorough (and always funky) chronicler of all things Bed Stuy.

And, our Bloggers Emeritus, who no one could fail to mention - - The funkiest of all. The mother of funk. Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss H. - BK, as seen through Brit's bike-propelled, superhero lens. Super cool snaps! - The compendium. The BK source. The Living End.

Happy holidays, my stalwart Brooklyn blogging compatriots. You do the community a great service by continuing to chronicle our neighborhoods in your own words, through your own eyes, calling 'em like you see 'em. I take great pride in being in your company.

(I guess this means I've broken my promise to "no longer make fun of third-person columns bejeweled with cutsey-poo misnomers." Ah, well. All in the name of community-mided entertainment.)

Dec. 3rd, 2007

The Big Breakup

The Brooklyn Paper, as I have aggressively pointed out, has a talent for self-promotion, or better put, "for making non-news sound like news." (Certainly, we don't want to deny talent.) Just minutes after our post yesterday, the Icky inbox received a comment form a rather familiar IP address (written with typical arrogance) listing the lusty conquests of the Brooklyn Paper. (Again, it's always nice to know folks are watching.) It was a veritable feast of link porn - boldly, baldly and badly detailing all those who frequently link to the Brooklyn Paper.

Suffice it to say, the comment will not be published. Yes, Virginia, good friends and blogs-that-are-more-news-centered-than-mine link to the BP, but I assure you, I personally will not be linking to the BP or Smartmom's Shill Shack anytime soon.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I've had my fun. I officially declare my spat with the Brooklyn Paper "boring." I will no longer post pictures of hotdogs and associate them with the BP. I will no longer make fun of third-person columns bejeweled with cutsey-poo misnomers. Hell, Icky won't even line Cool Cat's litter box with the BP anymore, will Icky?

We're through BP. Don't feel bad. It isn't you. It's me. Besides, this long-distance relationship thing was getting inconvenient ... having to walk all the way down to Park Slope to find your paper. It's okay. I know my neighborhood is a little too real for you. I read The Courier anyway.


Crazy Holidays, Crazy Tales, Crazy Crafts

Happy crazy New York City holidays!

So many things to see in our fair borough of Brooklyn, so much to get done, and so much to do! Most of the Icky holiday time is being spent hand-crafting and addressing creative pursuits. For more on that, and tons of great Brooklyn-based gift ideas, check out the post below. It's a compendium of handmade gift ideas, all crafted here in Brooklyn.

Adding to the crazy, "The Sad, Sad Saga of Icky and the Brooklyn Paper" continues on its path to near-operatic (or Beckett-like?) proportions. You might recall my Rather Opinionated Post concerning my poor opinion of The Brooklyn Paper. As the sordid tale wears on, it seems Editor Mr. K and AdMan Mr. Ross have decided to fight snark with snark - I am not only back on the hot-links mailing list, but I am now receiving "breaking news" updates, and emails from Mr. K himself. No matter, dear readers. The year is 2007, and the amazing Icky Spam Filter has been set to its task. God speed, Spam Filter.

In local Windsor Terrace news, a Blog-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named seems to be posting on the exact same topics I have written on in the past, which is really irritating. C'est la vie. All in the family, I suppose. Grrrr. However, I am excited to add ... my neighbor Oppendonnell wrote to say that Dub Pies on Prospect Park West is open, and was handing out free samples today! (Mmmm. Pies.)

Otherwise, Happy December, New Yorkers! I'm looking forward to being back full time once the holidays wind down, and in the time being, please rely on these fine blogs for your Brooklyn news, trivia, candid photos, entertainment, and general good times -

photo of hot links courtesy of holy land brand
spam hot links populating my inbox courtesy of the brooklyn paper

Nov. 18th, 2007

He's Just Not That Into You

Holiday week greetings and happy Media Monday at Icky!

I recently received a comment from no less than the editor of The Brooklyn Paper, a Mr. Gersh Kuntzman. The comment was public, as was my intended response. As that response turned into more of a story, I thought I would bring it here, to "The Front Page," (as Ben Hecht or Charles MacArthur might say).

First things first - Mr. K of the Brooklyn Papers asks, "What's the beef? I never really get anything specific, just vague, inchoate anger towards us. Why?" Here then is a list, from previous posts, of things I do not like about the Brooklyn Paper (plus a few freebies).

- I do not like your paper's pseudo-suburban, faux-hip(py) agenda.
- I do not like pieces written in third person featuring cutesy-pie names.
- I do not like your self-appointed title and puff-line, "Brooklyn's Real Paper."
- I do not like stories that I have seen elsewhere turning up in your paper.
- I do not like that nary a BP staffer even lives in Brooklyn.
- I do not like your writers and editors inserting sleights on other papers into stories.
- I do not like your ignorance of some neighborhoods while you chase the hot ones.

That should clear things up. I realize that this could turn into a pot-kettle-black issue. However, here's the difference: The Brooklyn Paper is purportedly a newspaper. I am purportedly a blog, one puny little person's opinions.

You have an agenda, Brooklyn Paper. And that agenda is no less specific than the agenda of this blog. It's just different. Only you have advertisers and a particular population to please (a pseudo-suburban one, by the look of a recent award). Perhaps that is the appeal of place-blogs (good ones) - the blogs have no constituency to kowtow to ... they call it like they see it, period.

Seem as if it comes down to this, Brooklyn Paper: I don't like you. And that is okey-doke in these United States of America. (I don't like creamed corn or Charo either.) You're perfectly welcome to complain about this blog on your platform just as I complain about you here, and just as del Monte is welcome to dispute my opinion of their corn. Smartmom isn't for everyone. Not everyone likes your paper. I think it sucks. Other people think it sucks. Some people think Andrew Lloyd Webber sucks. Some people think this blog sucks. Big deal.

Although, I have to say - I am surprised that such an important media outlet would bother with puny little us and our puny little blogs. Then again, your paper gets an awful lot of play on the Brooklyn blogs (both friend and foe), and we get a lot of traffic.

As I have absolutely no doubt you've told Smartmom, "Any publicity is good publicity." How about a little blog plugging in the Brooklyn Paper? We've certainly done our duty on this end. Maybe a critical piece on the more incendiary Brooklyn blogs?

No? I thought not.

(newspapers photo coutesy of bondidwhat's photostream at



Mr. K sends a response, stating, "If you're going to abuse, at least get your facts straight." He goes on to mention that "EVERY reporter at The Brooklyn Paper lives in Brooklyn." However, I did not say "reporter." I said "staffer." Perhaps a particular staffer I am aware of has moved from Staten Island to Brooklyn, another has fled Jersey, and freelancers don't count. Mr. K also charges that we "willfully misunderstood what winning a "Newspaper of the Year" award from the Suburban Newspaper Association means." (Don't really care about that - it's just easy to make fun of.) And of course, he urges Icky readers "to judge for themselves what you get from a 'real' newspaper by visiting ..." Sorry, Mr. K. I've brought enough attention to your paper for the day. But good to see you on the Blog Beat at 9:30 on a Sunday evening.



"Funny post. Great reaction. Yep, the BP's getting kinda annoying. Especially when it's wet on my stoop. Then it becomes property of the Dept. of Sanitation. The old Post writer's got that Murdoch envy again, as the PS Courier and related papers are owned by News Corp. itself. And yeah, columns written in the third person unless they're talking about infants suck."

"I like the Brooklyn Paper. Where else are you going to get such local newspaper coverage? I agree that BP doesn't cover certain neighborhoods well at all, especially if there aren't a lot of upwardly mobile folk. I didn't like how BP tried to pander to Wal-Mart a couple years ago, trying to get some more of that full page ad moola (I worked for many years in the newspaper industry and it was awfully obvious what Gersh was doing). But with those exceptions, I think they are a very valuable asset to Brooklyn."

"It's Greenpoint, bitch! You're being too hard on Gersh. I know for a fact he had a reporter in the Garden Spot. He (or she) quit after waiting 8 months to get paid. $30 a story."

"The Brooklyn Paper is a weekly. Did you ever notice that a serious news story will appear in the (daily) Brooklyn Eagle ( and then a few days later a bastardized version of it comes out in the Brooklyn paper, only with a sensational headline?"

"Time Magazine is a weekly. Did you ever notice that a serious news story will appear in the (daily) New York Times ( and then a few days later a bastardized version of it comes out in Time Magazine, only with a sensational headline?" "The New York Post is a daily. Did you ever notice that a serious news story will appear online ( and then the next day a bastardized version of it comes out in the Post, only with a sensational headline?' And by the way... 'How about a little blog plugging in the Brooklyn Paper?' Perhaps you should scroll to the bottom of this week's Hot Link email newsletter."

BLOGOTORIAL NOTE - Excellent comments from all (we seriously did post all comments received). On the topic of scrolling to the "the bottom of this week's Hot Link email newsletter," our readers might recall ... I no longer receive it. =)
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Nov. 8th, 2007

The Brooklyn Paper Sends Sausage

The Icky Inbox recently began receiving emails full of (amusingly named) "hot links" from a Mr. Ross at The Brooklyn Paper.

Considering this blog's opinion of The Brooklyn Paper (had Mr. Ross bothered to actually read this blog), and considering this blog's support of others who feel the same, the arrival of his friendly mass email was more than a little surprising. A little bit like walking into Yankee Stadium and shouting "Go, Red Sox!"

Take a look at this blog's October 29th entry, Mr. Ross. It's just a few posts down the page.

We're not fond of cutesy-pie third person names, we're not into your paper's shiny suburban agenda, and we don't want your "hot links." Stop spamming us. The email address listed on this page is not a link. It's text. Therefore, Mr. Ross, you went to some trouble to pointedly add us to your list. We're happy that you deem us so worthy of your award-winning time, but honestly, we don't like you. So stop it.

You'd think you would have learned your lesson over at Miss Heather's.

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Oct. 29th, 2007

What Would Mary Poppins Do?

I stopped over at The Brooklyn Paper today to follow the hubbub on Chalkgate.

So silly. Maybe the city should outlaw "Mary Poppins," and other similarly incendiary chalk-drawing influenced childrens' films. Stop that bad influence right in its tracks. There's much good reporting on this - Check it out on the excellently reported Gowanus Lounge. But, I digress. This is actually not what I found odd about the report in the Brooklyn Paper.

I came across this nugget in Editor Gersh Kunztman's story about the recent chalk artist arrest: "While we’re not surprised that the sergeant was reading Brooklyn’s real newspaper ..." And then I noticed that another employee of The Brooklyn Paper was referring to it as "Brooklyn's Real Paper" elsewhere.

You mean just like "The Daily News" is Manhattan's "actual" paper, or The New York Times is midtown's "absolute" paper? Way to promote the McBranding of Brooklyn. As for surreptitiously demeaning the other papers - really bad form.

Brooklyn's "real" newspaper?

As Poppins might say, "That's a piecrust promise. Easily made, easily broken."

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Oct. 1st, 2007

We All Have Our Creeks to Bear

The Brooklyn Paper recently published a story about the new park built by the DEP in Greenpoint, alongside the Sewage Treatment Plant on Newtown Creek. In the BP's story, comments about the project were quoted from Curbed. It seems that in the reporter's apparent desire to point out the irony of a park-by-a-sewage-treatment-plant, he forgot to include the positive comments also found on Curbed. And, really (there's no way around it), wrote an article making fun of the park.

This park is an attempt to do something nice, ironic or not. Why discourage an agency's efforts? Was everyone supposed to wait to make an effort until the water was crystal clear? And the biggest why? Why not go over to Greenpoint and ask them yourself? One local Greenpointer wonders this and more. Please check out Miss Heather's story-on-the-story at NYShitty.

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Sep. 21st, 2007

Miss Heather's Headache

My pal Miss Heather over at has been dealing with journalists lately. In case you don't know Miss H, she is a lady who speaks her mind, especially and rightfully so, on her own blog. Here is the crazy story of Miss Heather's Headache ...

Miss Heather was recently interviewed by a Columbia University journalism student about the Greenpoint art community. She later learned that the same writer had published a story via the Brooklyn Paper about an artist ... a week after she had posted on the same. (As Miss H acknowledged, at least a nice chunk of publicity was had by the artist.) However, she did wonder, as I do, whether the Columbia student was "trolling blogs and tendering his findings to The Brooklyn Paper."

Understandably irritated, Miss Heather posted that she had been getting unsolicited mass emails from the Brooklyn Paper. At that point, a staffer from the Brooklyn Paper Advertising Department responded - on a Saturday evening - "Not anymore you won't. You're now unsubscribed. Have a nice day."

Not weird enough for you? Then the clergy came in. Miss Heather received "a very nice (and very funny) email" from the Co-Pastor of the Greenpoint Reformed Church," who had also been under siege by the "Columbian Cartel." It seems Columbia j-students descend on Greenpoint pretty frequently, asking the same ol' questions. Following this odd turn, a (different?) Columbia student piped up, pseudo-apologizing, "To all the people who have deigned to waste their time on me, console yourselves thus: maybe you’re contributing to the development of a good journalist ... Or maybe you’re just feeding the tumor that is Columbia. As they teach us there, every story has many sides."

In the end, they each found a j-school student who was pleasurable to speak with. Both had done their homework ahead of time and, in Miss Heather's case, "her line of questioning reflected this." The Pastor emphasized that she is "more than happy to help out Columbia j-school students," but that it would be a great idea to, as Miss H said, "do the homework." In the final post, the Pastor mentioned that, "There are real stories that are waiting to be told both at the Greenpoint Reformed Church and in (the) neighborhood as a whole."

And as a good Protestant myself, I say, "Amen, Pastor, Amen." Please check out Miss Heather and the other fine Greenpoint blogs that are doing just that: telling the real stories that are waiting to be told. You'll find a list of Greenpointers at Miss Heather's
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