Chris Christie's scandals have so damaged his standing in New Jersey that his constituents—who once stood to cheer as the state's most powerful official mocked and berated any average citizen with the temerity to voice a difference of opinion over the governor's actions—now seem unwilling to gaze upon him with adoration as he berates and bellows at ordinary New Jerseyans attempting to voice discomfort with the direction in which things are going, reports the New York Times.
As I walked through Ocean Grove, a small town just south of Asbury Park on the Jersey Shore, I felt proud of my people. Who else but my fellow childless, non-heterosexual disciples of the past would have had the patience and fortitude to sweep uninvited into this enclave of once-dilapidated Victorian masterpieces, and—undeterred by the proximity to 1) the post-war urban blight of Asbury Park and 2) the religious blight of the Methodist Church, which founded Ocean Grove in 1869 as a “camp revival” site and still owns the land on which every house sits—painstakingly refurbish every spoke and shingle? I imagined what it would be like to live in [...]
If you are drinking at a TGI Friday's in Jersey you are probably better off sticking with the well brands. Also, if you are drinking at a TGI Friday's in Jersey you probably did something really, really terrible in a previous life, because that is like set-fire-to-an-orphanage karma right there. [Via]
Back in 1987, when the Supreme Court of the United States affirmed New York's jurisdiction over the Statue of Liberty, then-mayor Ed Koch said, "The Statue of Liberty will continue to stand exactly where she has stood for 100 years—on an island belonging to the State of New York, facing us and showing another side of her personality to New Jersey." Twenty-five years later, it seems the Garden State is getting its revenge, pumping 200 million gallons of liquid doody into the Lady's maritime surroundings.
Chris Christie Will Do Literally Anything, Including Be Nice To Barack Obama, To Get Bruce Springsteen's Approval
Chris Christie's sudden respect for Barack Obama has enraged conservatives and the Romney campaign, but it makes sense when you remember that Chris Christie loves Bruce Springsteen more than anything, and a disaster just hit New Jersey, and Springsteen will obviously do a benefit. But Springsteen, who is such a Famous Democrat that he actually campaigns with Obama, refuses to have anything to do with Christie. What might change Bruce's feelings for the Republican governor of New Jersey? What might make The Boss finally give a little love back to his biggest (!) fan, Chris Christie?
This should do it:
Springsteen To Perform At Sandy Benefit [...]
"A car wash attendant in New Jersey claims to have seen an image of the Virgin Mary holding baby Jesus on the window of his car wash, reports the Times of Trenton. Alex Leiva attempted to take photos of the window image, but he dropped the phone. In the amount of time it took Levia to pick the phone up and try and snap another photo, the image had almost disappeared."
"What the artists were attracted to in the Garden State wasn't horse country, hot-air balloons, Jersey tomatoes or the suburban good life. The salient words in the exhibition's handsome and readable catalog, describing what fascinated artists about the state, include 'rot,' 'numbness,' 'indifference,' 'decrepit' and 'ramshackle.' In fact, curator Kelly Baum goes so far as to say that if much of the art in her exhibition were taken 'at face value, New Jersey would seem to comprise nothing more than polluted streams, construction sites, bland suburbs, ruined landscapes, obsolete structures, depressed towns, and shuttered factories.'"
"Democrat Cory Booker, 44, is starting to resemble rotund Republican Gov. Chris Christie as he packs on the pounds while campaigning for the Senate seat vacated by the late Frank Lautenberg. The formerly fit Newark mayor, who is leading his opponent in the race by 28 percentage points, has been chowing down on far too many funnel cakes at the Jersey Shore, where he waddled down the boardwalk last week with his shirt untucked and clinging to his chest. 'I’m eating my way through New Jersey,' Booker laughed when asked by The Post yesterday about his weight gain at a street fair in East Rutherford." —Read on for the [...]
"'I don’t know who comes to the boardwalk and says, 'Let’s go to the boardwalk and find out how many asses we can see.'" —Wildwood mayor Ernest Troiano clearly hangs out with different people than you do.
Amy Monaghan: Talk to me about how, as a "Sopranos" fan, you felt about the news of a David Chase movie at long last, the coming-of-age-in-Jersey film Not Fade Away, which we are here to dismantle today.
Sean Burns: Mostly I wondered what took him five years. I knew Chase had taken off to France for a while, presumably hiding from the folks with torches and pitchforks after that "Sopranos" finale. But he has such a distinctive cinematic sensibility, I thought he'd be making movies a lot sooner.
Amy: His distinctive cinematic sensibility? Remember, I'm the only person on the planet to never watch "The Sopranos." No, wait, I [...]
It's been a rough month. In one small bright spot, there is the fact that, right now, in November, after the hurricane, after the first snow, you can eat a better-tasting tomato than you have eaten all year. (Thanks, global warming.) Over in Park Slope, Scalino on 7th Avenue and 10 Street is still serving up a "Jersey Tomato Salad," but not for long. Go today or within the next week, because the guy who runs the place told me that's as long as he'll have this particularly fantastic batch of tomatoes he gets from a farmer he knows who probably likes Bruce Springsteen.
Did you stare at your computer until midnight waiting for Tucker Carlson's blog exclusive about an elections sex scandal? Of course not—it was Halloween, and there's still this power outage thing for millions of people, and who cares. But many conservative pundits on Twitter did stay up past their bediimes to see what the Daily Caller website would post, even though some other wingnuts on the Internet had already claimed the scandal was something about Senator Bob Menendez. The hot news finally went live, hours after the promised midnight posting: The Daily Caller claims that a lawyer in the Dominican Republic got two legal prostitutes to look [...]
1987 was a tough year for New Jersey's Bruce Springsteen fans. After our hometown hero conquered the world on the Born In U.S.A. tour, he broke our hearts by marrying a model who he'd first seen in a .38 Special video and summoned to a backstage meeting arranged through his manager. Julianne Phillips was a former cheerleader from Oregon who lived in L.A., about the farthest thing from the kind of Jersey girl Bruce had been singing about so well for so long. And when he ditched the E Street Band for his new album, and posed on the cover wearing a blazer and a bolero tie, [...]
"Super Bowl suckers are shelling out thousands of dollars to stay in flea-bag New Jersey motels that are so horrifying hookers won’t sleep there."
"Harlan Coben, the best-selling thriller writer, was 9 years old, another Newark refugee in Livingston, when he met Christie on a Little League field, the future governor a chunky kid in a catcher’s get-up coming toward him, saying his full name: Harlan Coben—Hi, I’m Chris Christie. 'What 9-year-old does that?' Coben said to me 42 years later. New Jersey then was barely the Jersey we know now, but by the time Christie was a teenager and a Bruce Springsteen fan of extreme emotion and attachment, the persona of the state was beginning to take hold."
"The culture in Hoboken is driven by reality TV now. A lot of the bars downtown are fighting with each other for who has the most giant TVs. That's what Hoboken nightlife has become." —So long, Maxwell's.
"You can’t expect to be a leader of all the people and be divisive. Someone asked me, Why did Mitt Romney lose? And I said because he got less votes than Barack Obama, that's why." —New Jersey Governor Chris Christie has decided to keep his new, post-Sandy personality.
This new Feist video is really good. Directed by Steven Spielberg, it's basically a remake of Schindler's List, with a red butterfly in place of the little girls' coat. No, it's really good. And no, it was not directed by Steven Spielberg. It was directed by Keith Megna. The lyrics of the song are nice to listen to today while we hope that electrical power comes back to lower Manhattan, and hope even harder that New Jersey, which is in worse shape than anywhere, can start what will be a long, tough recovery. Let's hope that benefit helps.
"You're getting a real behind-the-scenes look," Patrick Stickles deadpanned as he steered a blue whale on wheels down Rock Road, the main drag of Glen Rock, New Jersey. It's mid-afternoon on a dreary Monday. The lunch crowd (presumably made up of people who don't commute to NYC) were sitting at scattered tables at scattered restaurants on either side of the drag. Storefronts looked abandoned rather than empty. The air was suburban-still—listless. We were en route to Rock Ridge Pharmacy, which Stickles noted I might remember from the song "No Future Part Three: Escape From No Future" from his band Titus Andronicus' second effort The Monitor. Also: There was the Glen [...]