Dear McKinsey Team:
Please contact Smithhimself immediately and I will tell you who to fire at the New Yorker. Not receptionists!
Or make up your own list. Just walk through the halls at 3PM on a summer weekday and see who is not in their office. Of course, maybe because you're around, certain people have started to show up.
Harshly yours,
Smith
I can just imagine the McKinsey consultant sighing and explaining to The New Yorker staff that there is no room for a magical black person in its budget.
TYpical. The senior guys, in desperation to save their own hides and look like they're "cutting costs", blow out the juniors.
The receptionists are easy. C.S. shows Si that they "really mean business this time".
Call me when Richard Beckman's pay or job gets cut.
Thoth obviously has gotten too big for your provincial little burb. I propose he come to Vancouver. We're awesome; the downside is that we don't actually have any money, but you can Paypal it to him from New York anyway.
While I'm not sure of Thoth's origins, I know he was San Francisco's beloved Market Street loin flasher/violinist in the 80's. I am VERY interested in learning more about his eastward pilgrimage, and what city's he may have graced with his dulcet tones and toned loins along the way ... yeah, I guess there's always Google, and he probably has a web site and a Twitter account, but I'm in the mood to rely on you all today ...
Wow, seriously? The first time I saw him was 98, maybe 99 performing "The Marriage of Figaro" on Strawberry Fields. After that, I have always looked for him when I visited NY and happened to be in the park. It makes me sad to think that he might not be there anymore and for such a stupid reason.
Confession: I was not a fan of Thoth's, when he seemed to live in that Central Park underpass, near the Bethesda Fountain.
I'd try to admire the murals and arches, and there was this noisy half-naked man hogging all the glory from the glamorous lady in Balenciaga with an Hermès parasol. Apparently he overheard a cutting remark I made to one of my minders, and tried to ingratiate himself by challenging me to a "dance-off". I icily informed him I was far too young to remember the Paradise Garage, dear. Well, what happened next, let's just say the tourists were hugely entertained, and I needed a new parasol.
Knowing nothing of Thoth, I stumbled upon him once in the summer in 2001 (or maybe it was 2002) as he was about to begin his "prayformance". As weird as it was, shit was mesmerizing and soon dozens and dozens of people were watching. That never left me.
I have seen him do this a couple times since and same result. Crazy and magical. Really.
Anyway, I guess my point is that this dude has been doing this for years and years in the same place. An Oscar-award winning film was made about this guy. It's not like he was a flasher hiding in the bushes. Why the fuck would they bust him now and what the fuck for?
08/05/09
08/05/09
08/05/09
08/05/09
Please contact Smithhimself immediately and I will tell you who to fire at the New Yorker. Not receptionists!
Or make up your own list. Just walk through the halls at 3PM on a summer weekday and see who is not in their office. Of course, maybe because you're around, certain people have started to show up.
Harshly yours,
Smith
08/05/09
08/05/09
08/05/09
Ugh, totally. Malcolm Gladwell is sooo important to the New Yorker, though.
08/05/09
The receptionists are easy. C.S. shows Si that they "really mean business this time".
Call me when Richard Beckman's pay or job gets cut.
07/15/09
07/14/09
07/14/09
07/14/09
07/14/09
I'd try to admire the murals and arches, and there was this noisy half-naked man hogging all the glory from the glamorous lady in Balenciaga with an Hermès parasol. Apparently he overheard a cutting remark I made to one of my minders, and tried to ingratiate himself by challenging me to a "dance-off". I icily informed him I was far too young to remember the Paradise Garage, dear. Well, what happened next, let's just say the tourists were hugely entertained, and I needed a new parasol.
07/14/09
07/14/09
I have seen him do this a couple times since and same result. Crazy and magical. Really.
Anyway, I guess my point is that this dude has been doing this for years and years in the same place. An Oscar-award winning film was made about this guy. It's not like he was a flasher hiding in the bushes. Why the fuck would they bust him now and what the fuck for?
07/14/09
07/14/09
06/26/09