NYC Review and Experiences
On my adventure to find out what places I would like to live, and to experience different environments, I decided last week to stop by NYC for a week. For those of you who know me, this should come as a surprise, considering my generally public loathing of NYC. After all, I’m quite vocal about how dirty, compressed, and smelly the city is, and how everyone is compressed on the subway like a can of sardines. (And the extended commentary about nyc is actually a “poor city”, which is content for another time). Now to be fair, I’ve never spent an extended time there, so I’ve never had a chance to really experience the good side of the city, so that’s what I decided to give myself a chance to do this time around. I also decided to stay in Jersey City, both because of the much cheaper airbnb I found, and because I figured that the lower population density would give my natural introvertedness a brief respite every day. So here is what I noticed over the week, in no particular order (Pic 1) (Fig 2) (Pic 3):
- Girls seemed waaaay more responsive to me than in Boston. In NYC, women smiled back at me, looked me up and down and nodded approvingly, and even adjusted their courses on the sidewalk a little to say “hi” (as they passed by). This is a stark difference from Cambridge, where I introduced myself to a woman only to actually have her try to stare me down without responding.
- My Contact lenses felt perpetually dirty. I kept blinking and they seemed to get dirtier. This (out-of-focusness) made my eyes tired, and consequently, me tired as well.
- My Sinuses felt constantly dirty, and I needed to buy a sinus rinse bottle to clear them out to breathe again.
- Jersey City/Waterfront is much less crowded and expensive per foot than NYC, and is far more livable, with the city being a shorter ride on the Path than uptown to downtown on the Brooklyn bound B train. Watch out for the closing doors, Biiinnng-Boonnng
- It’s not hard to see that there is a lot of talent and knowledge density in the city, and if you ever wondered how much there really is, just join a meetup for every issue you’re only casually interested in. There’ll be thousands of members. That makes it a good place to be an entrepreneur, at least from that perspective, where talent and getting technical problems solved in timely manner one of the most difficult things for startups.
- You can’t be an introvert there. You are constantly being bombarded with issues, randomness, and all sorts of gamma particles. And if you close yourself off and stay in your room, the city quickly forgets that you are there. Which brings up the funny side observation, if you don’t draw any attention to yourself, no-one notices you. I mean, no-one. You’re invisible. No Alec Baldwin-Shadow powers needed.
- NYC is much more tolerant than Boston (people) is (are). NYC is so huge with such diversity that it is necessary to have a live-and-let-live philosophy, which also means that very different and diverse people can be happy there. I don’t just mean “happy”. I mean undisturbedly content. Lets take the gay community for example. I have never seen so many completely openly gay people walking around holding hands with each other, just minding their own business, being a couple, undisturbed by anyone else. Boston however, it’s different. Everyone is “liberal”, but they are so in-your-face liberal, that it isn’t enough for people to just be happy and have their own life, they have to make what they believe everyone else’s business. It’s like if a gay couple walks down the sidewalk in boston, then everyone else will drag them up onto a pedestal, make everything they do public, and push in a random passer-by’s face (me) how much they should support them, politically join them, and just as quickly turn the confused person into an outcast for not joining in. “F you Boston, I was just walking into the McDonalds, leave me alone, let me have my McFlurry and mind your own F-ing business”. I’m Libertarian, which means leave me the F alone and I won’t make you and your half-thought out and half-subscribed to political beliefs and value systems painfully apparent to everyone for their shallowness and transparency. So obviously I appreciated the ease at which the “liberal ideals” so espoused and pushed on everyone in “forward thinking Boston” had simply been passed by by NYC and become a stable environment.
- Though it is sunny in the area, you can never see it due to the tall buildings. I felt like evening was starting at 2PM.
- Food is amazing (Fig 4)
- Women are gorgeous
Even though 9 and 10 are essentially all I want from life, and I understand why certain people stay in NYC simply due to 9 alone, I did notice that after a week I started to find myself feeling a bit depressed and overwhelmed. The city goes on forever, and after walking from top to bottom and left to right, it all started to look the same. Basically I felt like I was in a giant Best Buy that I couldn’t figure out where the exit was. In short, it was a bit exhausting. If I lived in NYC, I’d definitely get fat, need a Solar Lamp, and probably need an air filter.
Imagine a world where Beracah doesn’t have an air filter? That’d be something.