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The Case of Ben Carlos Thypin as @LES3025

“come on think about it😤🍼😩”

Ok coz I ackshually have been thinking “about it,” “@LES3025.”

And thinking about your “shitty 17 follower burner account.”

Not just because such an admission reveals how all of you yimby incels use ten accounts apiece as you connive an attempt to dominate the housing narrative on Twitter.

But also because your followers are quite a select crew to support such an allegedly “shitty” account.

I mean, how “shitty” could your account really be, you know, in yimby terms, when both OpenNY founder Ben Carlos Thypin @SoBendito and yimby chaos maker Taylor Austin Kessinger @yhdistyminen each follow you?

Taylor has over twice as many followers than accounts he follows but he still follows your little tiny “shitty [now 18] follower burner account.”

Weird flex, amirite?

And you admit this @LES3025 account is one of your alt “burner accounts” as you defensively embrace what you feel is your right to anonymity.

And, of course, “@LES3025,” you certainly do have every right to present as an anonymous entity.

But that doesn’t mean you won’t receive scrutiny for not only your flawed logic but also for your stubborn insistence on staying anonymous.

I mean, to use your own words, “think about it.”

Because why be anonymous when you’re right?

Why hide when you’re correct?

That doesn’t make any sense.

C’mon think about it.

Conversely none of your adversaries are anonymous nor do they use numerous anonymous accounts.

So, is it because of the fact that you have all these other anonymous accounts that you’re literally ashamed to fully come out about them and yourself? (Are you an embarrassed catfish and is this a case for Nev and Max?🥺😭)

Why is it all your opponents, all these “nimbys😤🍼😫,” have no problem being public with who they are? They are all clear and transparent about their identities, including me.

In contrast, all you yimbys not only have numerous accounts on top of your “mains😤🍼😫,” you also publicly admit to that practice and excuse the strangeness of it, as if this is how every Twitter user operates when it’s only all of you: a bunch of angry yimbys hiding behind fake names and anonymous accounts.

Like, for example, Taylor Austin Kessinger (@yhdistyminen) who likely enjoys passing as a yimby female perhaps because there are so few yimbellinas. Kessinger’s academic main account @nashintasapaino remains vanilla and unpopular as he spends most of his social media time, in months-long conversations at points, via the ambiguous @yhdistyminen account with its thousands of followers, occasionally posting filtered pics of himself as a “very pretty😤🍼😩” female.

(Why did you delete your tweet, Taylor?)

Then there’s long-winded Amazon-HQ2LIC-stan as abusive-anonymous-asshat @BringJobs who refers to himself as “we” so to attempt to appear as some sort of official “group of concerned citizens😤🍼😫.” (He also claims Twitter has a “20-page report” on me but he is likely referring to my own appeal which is sadly longer than 20 pages as it substantiates in great detail how suspiciously weak Twitter’s case is against me.) All the people @Bringjobs pretends to be in his “group” still all remain anonymous. He might be Amazon lobbyist Guy Palumbo or he might be wealthy landlord and restauranteur Sam Musovic but he is definitely not a “we” and he’s terrified of being known for who he really is.

Equally verbose and similarly infuriated, classist, racist sealion @constans, a highly paid SoHo homeowner, used to display his real first name, Dean, in his bio. No more: he currently insists on anonymity in his never ending engagement. Makes it easier for him to play SuperSecretAgentGuyPersonWhoKnowsEverything.

Yep yep, we all understand why Dean loves being anonymous👋

Just because the tender dick white cult members of yimby try to present as mysterious and très très importante doesn’t mean the rest of us don’t see right through the charade.

Because we recognize you, all of you, through your anonymity.

Despite your anonymity, in fact.

We all see you while you pretend to not be what you clearly are: because you are all the same.

Aside from physically resembling each other, you all talk alike: you employ the exact same propaganda, the exact same words, over and over again.

When I had first started becoming aware of yimby back in the summer of 2019, when OpenNY member Justin Potter had briefly and halfheartedly attempted to run for senate (on a pro-Amazon platform, aka, high level clown shit), I observed the conversations you all had with each other: the exact same people, the same surly avatars, the same names, the same condescension, the same insults, the same lies and cruelty and mocking, over and over and over again.

And nothing has changed in three years.

It’s easy to see you. It’s easy to identify you, even if you’re anonymous: you’re all the same.

You reveal who you all are, whether you are using your “alt😤,” your “main🍼” or your “burner😫.”

Don’t you fathom that, “@LES3025“?

Don’t you understand that others witness you?

Because why wouldn’t others notice how you and your account behave?

Why would we not take notice of you and your “shitty” account?

Think about it.

You’re being witnessed and observed just like you have witnessed and observed others.

See how that works?

And because you are so prolific in your written content, “@LES3025,” you’ve been observed a lot: your own actions have brought you attention.

Think about it: you’ve piqued people’s curiosity.

You had piqued mine even before you had tweeted that you were “honored” I had mentioned you in a post which had reminded me of that time when Ben Thypin had declared he was “flattered” by my criticism of his vanity project, real estate development lobbying group Open New York, from which Ben is presently trying to distance himself for, ah, whatever nefarious reasons. You express yourself like Ben, “@LES3025:” you sound like him.

And you are so prolific that you demonstrate this similarity frequently.

That’s what happens when one is so verbal with one’s false narrative propaganda: attention is drawn.

Drawn attention increases with your insistence to remain anonymous, even on the comments of almost every Village Sun article. No one else hides there: why do you?

Come on.

Think about it, Ben.

We all have.

👋

Ok, so then who exactly are you, “@LES3025,” and why am I such an idiot for guessing?
K but I’m not anonymous, Ben: and you are

Why be anonymous when you’re right?🤷‍♀️

Think about it (👋)
Must be nice to be a landlord of scores of NYC units, Ben: “most of us don’t have that luxury😤🍼😫”
“People think…about it”

Mighty Rich Thypin

Oh ho ho, now that is mighty rich, mighty rich Thypin.

“My family owns literal buildings but you baby brain clowns with just ~*one*~ home? Ha! You red-nose losers have, like, a degenerative ~*brain*~ disease. Not those of us who, like, you know, own hundreds of homes, nope, not us: we’re immune!!! But you guys?!? Omg you are so mentally ill!!!!😤🍼😫”

I mean, how many homes do you own, Open New York founder?

In, like, all those buildings that you and your family own?

In all those portfolios you and your family have?

“by ~*my*~ ~*house*~!!!!😤🍼😫”

(k but, like, <which> house of yours, Lordpin?🥺😭)

Your family owns scores of buildings and properties.

Doesn’t that, like, you know, make you all homeowners, or landlords, a hundred times over? What a veritable Thypin sea of “degenerative brain disease,” huh?

You, mighty rich Thypin, a steel heir, disparage other people for daring to own *one* home when you and your family own enough real estate to house a small village of humans.

Maybe that’s the real “disease” here.

Because, really, Ben Carlos Thypin, is an average homeowner’s behavior truly a “degenerative brain disease” or is it just your own sociopathy

(Except your sickness is times one hundred.)

basically
I know an investor, too: Ben Carlos Thypin’s very own Quantierra

(Thypin himself is also a landlord, many times over)
That time when Ben Carlos Thypin’s Quantierra employee, @marketurbanism Stephen J. Smith, tried to con black property owners out of a fair price
“I am a landlord: my buildingSSSS earn me income”

(saying that loud part out loud loudly, Benzolito👋)
“ngl”

“It’s pretty hypocritical to be a yimby and be a landlord

Dare you to do it, OpenNY 🤷‍♀️
If it’s “NIMBY city😤🍼😫,” then maybe you should move someplace else
But before you move, show your 990 form: we triple dog dare you👋
(you’re not alone, “BCT😤🍼😫”)
K but just how many homes do *you* own, Forehead? You’re a homeowner a hundred times over, you ridiculous obvious hypocrite 👋
Do you mean how many does Ben Thypin own, Cea Weaver, you ridiculous lying hypocrite?

“Find Her and Lynch This NIMBY!!!!!!!😤🍼😫”

Oh.

So I’m suspended off your platform for joking about people wanting to kill me while this sock puppet calls for lynching other people, Twitter?

Huh.

I mean, yeah, ok, I’m sure this account, @someonehastosa5 is “joking!!!!!😤🍼😫” the way yimbys habitually and nonironically do, like, oh I dunno, let’s say, like, Sam 1995 Douche, for example.

“These two pics are of, like, the exact same people!!!! Like, let’s evict them and then, like, watch them die on the street, bro, they so deserve it!!!!😤🍼😫”

But Lyncher is even more threatening than Quiz Boi.

Coz these yimby chaos-maker accounts just make stuff up, amirite, Twitter? They don’t, like, ~*mean*~ anything by their lies and violence, do they, right, Twitter?

“Wait till we find out where you live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😤🍼😩”

And you basically let them: you allow it.

You kick me off but you let them say whatever they want.

Why?

And lynching is kind of extreme, Twitter: wonder if you know that.

I mean, you suspend me for joking about yimbys wanting to kill old people, like me.

Yet there are no consequences for this account which seethes with contempt and drips with violence and revenge fantasies.

This account wants to see other people suffer.

The account wants to see people killed.

(Wait, doesn’t “Get the f*ck out of our cities” = “NIMBY?” Hmmmsies🤔)
ok nimby (“😤🍼😫”)
“I want to see you cry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😤🍼😩”

Declarations to “lynch” and to repeatedly “starve” other people and rooting for folks to be become bankrupt and thus homeless do not belong on Twitter.

Such tweets break your own Terms of Service, right, Twitter?

“death to NIMBYs!!😤🍼😫”

These tweets are not jokes: they’re not funny; they’re not “spicy;” they’re not “based;” they’re not “bangers.”

These are gratuitous and dangerous posts, catering to the mostly male, mostly young (and generally enraged) yimby population, the way pizzagate fake news was used to rile the least intelligent Trump supporters.

These violent false narratives shouldn’t be condoned or encouraged.

So what shall you do about those tweets, Twitter? While you keep me silent?

What, o, what shall you do?

*

An update:

I don’t think they’re dead as their account is still visible (might be currently temporarily locked, however) but at least they’re finally on Twitter’s radar which is long overdue.

Almost suspicious how much this account gets away with.

oh

huh https://www.google.com/search?tbs=simg:CAQS9QEJEtpQdh1mCvQa6QELELCMpwgaOwo5CAQSFMsqkzaRF8AqgTrUEtUCsT7AId0BGhs6FqcqrLye_1iR6kRUHJFBi9UV0Fkc423UgLQ4gBTAEDAsQjq7-CBoKCggIARIEJ6hT9wwLEJ3twQkaiAEKFwoEbGFkedqliPYDCwoJL20vMDJwa2I4ChgKBWV2ZW502qWI9gMLCgkvbS8wODFwa2oKGgoHZWFycmluZ9qliPYDCwoJL20vMDFyNTQ2Ch8KC3Bob3RvIHNob2902qWI9gMMCgovbS8wMnFibDFtChYKBHNpbGvapYj2AwoKCC9tLzBkbDZxDA&sxsrf=ALiCzsZUurvaKmS3k7dnelw6HuCg5uCoOg:1651365208986&q=black+woman+peace&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiI_rPlhr33AhVnJTQIHdd_DoMQ2A4oAXoECAEQNA&biw=1438&bih=1130&dpr=1#imgrc=zHbz6apC8NJkDM

ok https://olawunmibrigue.com/2019/12/four-practical-ways-to-start-hearing-god-confidently/

“just say f*gs Connie this is taking forever😤🍼😩”

Yeah, gosh so, it *is* “taking forever,” Nick Tagliaferro, because that’s a word I just don’t say: I do not use that slur.

I never have.

Which you already know I don’t do as my possibly uttering it is, to you, “taking forever.”

Weird flex that it looks like the hard reality of me never using the slur “f*gs” angers and frustrates you.

Why?

Why is that?

Why were you goading me to say a slur I never say and never use? No one should say or use that slur.

So then why were you so impatient about my never using it? Did you want me to say that slur? Is that why it was “taking forever” for you? Is that why you were so bothered?

Because isn’t it, in fact, a good thing that I don’t say “f*gs?”

Isn’t not saying “f*gs” kinda the goal on this planet?

You’re literally proving that I don’t use this language.

You’re also showing how invested you are in the false and strange hope that I would use this slur which combines with your telling disappointment and vexation that I don’t use it.

I see you, yimby: and my seeing you never “takes forever.”

I see your lie, I see your irrational consternation, I see your dishonesty, I see your agenda, I see your hand and I see that you are wrong.

I see you, yimby👋

“Let’s Kill All the Old People Especially the Weirdos”

Whelp, it happened again.

My Twitter account has been suspended, once more, as it had been back in October 2019, but this time is different as Twitter has suspended both of my accounts, @fuelgrannie and @QueensStomp.

While it remains disconcerting not to have a voice on the Twitter platform, I still have a voice on this website, my own platform, so I am gratedful for this space and also appreciative of how much activity this site is getting today. My piece about my first suspension has received more views today alone that it did for the entire year of 2021.

Unlike in October 2019, when Twitter could not provide any direct explanation for why my account was suspended (a likely targeted, coordinated attack by New York City yimby group Open New York as I detailed in a blog post back then), it was my reply last night to an account I had never seen before which ended up resulting in my suspension.

The account, @Ya3il8200, had tweeted, “struggling to see the difference between this weirdo [me] and an owner class nimby boomer [University of Pennsylvania professor @ValerieRoss14] who thinks nothing needs to change because they were able to buy their house for $50,000 back in the jurassic era,” and I responded with, “you’re right, janice: let’s kill all the old people especially the weirdos” to point out this account’s ageism, one of the more consistent themes in yimby engagement.

This was not a call to kill old people like me or weirdos like me: this was no physical threat but rather was a challenge to the inappropriate use of the “nimby boomer” and “jurassic era,” phrases which reflect the discrimination, intolerance and underlying violence against older people which I so often receive. I have been told to “not wake up” and to “get the bullet” on Twitter along with countless calls over the years for me to “take” my “medication,” “change” my “diapers” and “take a nap,” as efforts to silence my words and diminish my voice and personhood.

I am disappointed that Twitter could not discern the nuance of my reply or perceive the ageism which persisted in @Ya3il8200’s subsequent retort, “I promise you will get over the loss of the parking lot where that scoundrel Richard ‘Dick’ Rogers fingerblasted you after your senior prom in 1957.”

My school did not hold proms, nor was it attended by boys, so poor ol Dick Rogers, an imaginary person in @Ya3il8200’s mind, really missed out.

I’ve submitted appeals for the suspension of each of my Twitter accounts and I look forward to resolving this issue in a fair and reasonable manner as my engagement did not warrant a suspension.

So here’s to keeping the old people alive and vocal in this effort to stand up to abusive yimbys. This jurassic-era weirdo will always fight for my voice: as long as my old, wrinkled, redundant body has air in my saggy, well worn lungs, I’ll be keeping my mouth open.

No matter what the forum.

Open Your Eyes to OpenNewYork

Just who are these Yimby lobbyists behind the push to rezone Soho and Noho?

New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio’s call to rezone Soho and Noho seems more like Blaz’s desperate, last-year-in-office, attempt to appease his real estate developer donors more than it does any sincere step towards providing truly affordable housing to working New Yorkers.

And this rushed push to upzone two industrial, historical and particularly unique downtown Manhattan neighborhoods has found its ultimate cheerleader in Yimby [“yes in my backyard”] group Open New York.

But who exactly is Open New York, aka ONY?

Self-describing as an “all-volunteer group advocating for abundant homes and lower rent,” ONY certainly presents itself benignly enough as it implores, with sad dog eyes, for you to be its neighbor.

But the barest scratch beneath the ONY surface reveals a laser-focused real estate development agenda steered by a vigorous yet small troupe of garrulous and snippy professionals who are mostly men, mostly younger than middle-aged and majority white.

Initially naming itself “More New York,” Open New York was “started in a basement in Murray Hill in 2016” by “Quantitative Real Estate Investor” Ben Thypin, and grew into an incorporated nonprofit in January 2020, making it eligible for tax-exempt status with New York State (although no 990 filing appears to be currently publicly available regarding the group’s not-for-profit viability).

Perchance to strategically distance himself, founder Thypin has since stepped down as a founding ONY board member, but on paper only, as the optics of him having such a seat might begrime that ONY fallacy of equitable housing and “lower rent.” Born into steel industry wealth, Thypin arranges multi-million-dollar real estate deals as a developer and landlord of multiple buildings with a penchant for Lower Manhattan properties, like his company Quantierra’s management of the $30 million sale of 64 Washington Street.

And what exactly is Yimby?

Yimby is the pro-gentrification movement and clapback to its older Nimby opposition, composed of what used to be the 1960s/1970s “not in my backyard” racist Archie Bunker stalwarts opposing any potential real estate development in their area. The Yimby movement, not just in NYC but nationally too, claims to be about housing equity thus the potential insidiousness lies in its promoters flying under the radar as well-meaning “housing activists” who portray themselves as cute, fun and accessible. Twitter usernames include avocado emojis (“hey! healthiness!”) and/or bike emojis (“hey! small carbon footprint! awesomeness!”) to enhance this manipulated semblance of niceness and/or normalcy.

These members and supporters work diligently, while not always that successfully, to present a neutral and friendly front despite their thick, obvious, and undeniable ties to the real estate industry which belie their alleged better intentions; their act has fallen so flat with others that the frequently-employed avocado has been viewed as a “political emoji.”

A false narrative perpetuated by Yimby is that all Nimbys are wealthy, elderly, elitist and racist homeowners, but in truth the modern Nimbys’ cultural alignment has morphed more into what the hippy artistic 70s Yimbys of yore used to be: Nimbys now are politically progressive, socially open and include many renters, including older, working-class-income creatives with stabilized leases.

I first came across ONY, and subsequently Yimby, only last year during the spring and summer of 2019 when its membership had cultivated and promoted the campaign of Long Island City resident and ONY member Justin Potter, an openly pro-AmazonHQ2, pro-development candidate for Queens District 12 State Senate, challenging infamous “Amazon Slayer” Michael Gianaris. Potter, a 20-year-voting Republican, had changed parties so to run against Democrat Gianaris but the former’s quiet and inconsequential campaign ended with Potter dropping out even before the race’s June 2020 Democratic Primary.

But what had stuck out most in Potter’s lackluster crusade were his honkingly loud Yimby supporters, including the real-estate-industry-aligned consortium ONY: a Greek chorus of earnest urbanists mocking Jane Jacobs; advocating to turn NYC into a modern Asian municipality and scoffing at concepts like “neighbor character” and “historical value.”

Although mostly not from NYC, ONY affiliates nonetheless claim that New Yorkers “view themselves as separate from and superior to other Americans.” They even have a snarky book club where they enjoy “salty” discourse about supposedly “characterless” brownstones: they even publicly cheer when NYC brownstones are demolished.

I was stunned to read such discourse.

My NYC childhood had been heavily peppered with the squawks of adults who had never gotten over what had been the recent destruction of the old, iconic, airy Pennsylvania Station, occurring the year before I was born. The former Penn Station’s demolition horrified NYC (and rest of the world), and birthed the local landmark and preservation movement the year after I was born. I have always been in love with New York City and have long felt protective of its old, glorious structures, appreciating their history, significance and beauty along with the fathoming that once something beloved is gone, it is gone forever.

I had figured preserving New York history, especially its architecture, would never be threatened again.

But then along came NYC Yimby Daddy Nikolai Fedak.

It was Fedak who coined the concept that NYC preservationists were selfish: “There’s a lot of hatred of development out there,” he declared about Nimbys in 2014. “But generally it comes from selfish people who don’t want to lose their views.”

Selfish is a purposeful and deliberate word choice and is also the hook upon which every Yimby persists on hanging their primary argument: they are “hated!” by “selfish people!” By alleging it is not sentimentality which endears people to their environment and physical surroundings but rather narcissism, self-absorption and an absence of empathy, Yimby attempts to pivot the aesthetic appreciation argument to a character flaw. The tactic depicts Nimby as lacking decency, being morally inept, even racist, simply because Nimbys enjoy and celebrate specific places and neighborhoods; this enjoyment is viewed as selfish and perpetuating prejudiced practices.

This is the only way Yimby and ONY know how to defend their argument for development: their opponents are immoral while they, themselves, are not.

The argument against aesthetics is an unworthy argument. Winston Churchill celebrated the delight of humans experiencing architecture: “We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us.”

Because aesthetic appreciation, or the lack thereof, is a matter of taste, not morals. It is a perception, not a moral flaw, by where one conceives of preference and of appeal: aesthetic inclination is more opinion than feeling; it is what a person likes and to which they are drawn and cannot be utilized in good faith against any person because none of us have any control over what we love.

We cannot help to which we react, to which we are attracted, those sights we love, the places which inspire us. ONY and Yimby strive to use that against us. So if you find yourself fancying a building for your entire lifetime or being awed by the expanse of sky or feeling a strong, primal attachment to a geographic area, you are perceived, strategically and deliberately, by this small group as “being selfish.” An intentional and purposeful strategy: you are selfish while they, by default, are not. The Yimby “I’m good! You’re bad!!” strategy also allows for the morphing of the accusation of “selfish” slapped onto Nimbyism to start wearing more sinister coats: “horrible” is commonly used by this faction as well, as are “immoral,” “racist,” and “classist.”

A fight for the city’s architectural posterity is neither “woefully out of touch” nor an “extremely myopic prioritizing [of a] sense of aesthetics over other New Yorkers’ housing.”

It is not selfish nor trite nor superficial to experience aesthetic appreciation: it is human. But ONY narrowly depicts its Nimby opposition, as all “wealthy homeowners who… seek to maintain ethnic and class composition [while] selfishly trying to thwart development… over parochial concerns like aesthetics and shadows.”

It is bad faith to either blame, or read more into, the human inclination of the appreciation of beauty.

But bad faith is all that Yimby, and Open New York, bring to the table.

It shouldn’t matter that ONY and their supporters are, like Potter and Thypin, mostly in their 30’s, most male, mostly white and mostly not from NYC, but that materiality is nonetheless their own glaring reality. Composed solely of highly educated, multi-degree-earning individuals, ONY is deeply aligned with NYC real estate development although it hotly protests not to be. Thypin even plays defensive victim crying poor when confronted on his background and financial success.

The smokescreen ONY creates, and then hides behind, is an alleged advocation of housing and a claim there are not enough homes for NYC residents, which is complete balderdash. They pretend not to be wealthy and privileged while whiningly accusing any opposition of being exactly that: wealthy and privileged. Deliberately and strategically, they falsely characterize Nimbys to be old, white, wealthy, cheap, immoral, selfish and racist: all Nimbys are the same to them, one big tenet in their quite flawed argument.

And with ONY, it isn’t just their insincere platform: it’s their conduct. Bad faith arguing is born out of desperation, which can be tough to discern when the manner of conduct is so brash and confident.

ONY board members include the easily annoyed Jake Schmidt, good cop/bad faith debater Will Thomas, native Illinoian Dan Miller and recent Columbia University public affairs grad Kyle Dontoh. Its more vocal members are the sanctimonious and damning Pennsylvanian native Mike Cherepko, the aforementioned New Jersey native founder Thypin, Southern Californian transplant Spencer Heckwolf, Philadelphia-raised Stephen Smith, aka Twitter urbanist celebrity Market Urbanism (who is also Thypin’s employee), and their lawyer, Sullivan and Cromwell land use attorney Charley Dorsaneo.

As a lobbying entity, ONY presents a threat to New York City historical landmarking and preservation as they aim to abolish landmarking preservation in the name of racism. But ONY’s motivation goes way beyond standing up to racism just like the issue of racist housing practices spread way beyond redlining and historical preservation.

It is the behavior, comportment and type of engagement exhibited by the ONY crew which screams louder than their anti-racist rhetoric: they are, as individuals and together, a group of purposefully impatient, condescending, exaggerative (dishonest) bullies with no productive, civic or good faith engagement.

Cherepko, long known for his bad attitude (of which he is quite proud) and his moral judgment, doesn’t care if the proposed Elizabeth Street Garden replacement housing stays affordable in the future: which is odd for the guy who’s fighting for it, all in the name of affordable housing.

ONY board member Miller’s piece to support urban density rests on his sole argument that Nimby objections to gentrification should be answered with a toddleresque and astonishingly obtuse retort of “tough.” No logic, no facts, no math: just “tough.”

ONY knows me, too: founder Thypin grumbled about my speaking at the January 2020 Manhattan Community Board 2 meeting and took issue with my presence at the meeting but had no comment on what I had specifically stated; I was faulted solely for having attended. Waterfront developer Thypin had no defense for what I said, he was only angry that I said the words, that I showed up.

I had also dared to confront ONY board member Schmidt on Twitter about a resoundingly abhorred project in Sunnyside, Queens, the notorious Phipps proposal at 50-25 Barnett Avenue, only to experience the signature and oft-practiced pile-on of a dozen Yimbys jumping in to accuse me of hating poor people and of being an immoral person. It was a conversation which started at 9am and lasted through the whole day until after 8pm: that is how they operate; they’ll take hours working on one person, trying to exhaust them, trying to get a bad reaction out of them, deliberately and habitually.

City officials have also sparred with ONY members. Lower Manhattan District Leader Paul Newell’s tweet thread on Thypin’s history and behavior is gloriously thorough and revealing. Committeman Ben Yee called them out for the same pile on treatment I received.

ONY and Yimby are intrigued by the idea of being perceived as thought leaders and world changers and they are eager for a substantial win: knocking down the Elizabeth Street Garden is seen as important and urgent to them. They don’t care how much the community loves this space: they care about winning; they crave a psychological conquest and they want to be victorious over Soho. This has never been about what the community wants for them: they loudly advocate that the community shouldn’t even have a voice (they feel they should have a voice but not the residents who actually live in the area).

One challenge we do not need now, especially as we endure the covid19 pandemic, is a Yimby apocalypse. The last thing we need are more new buildings, more empty luxury tax-break structures and more of the exasperated youthful white males who support their construction.

We face extraordinary times and we need perchance very un-American approaches, like a socialist methodology for emergency housing needs along with rent and mortgage forgiveness and universal basic income. These are uncomfortable constructs: I appreciate how traditional capitalists balk at such concessions but we still need to consider them because rampant construction has never been the answer.

ONY and Yimbys come up short on any answers for NYC, especially regarding its historic districts. ONY’s flimsy claims about creating less racist living standards are revealed as false by expiration-dated affordable housing which will revert to luxury units within one generation. The effort to upzone Soho by angry young transients is not what NYC architecture and history needs or even deserves.

Open your eyes to Open New York: New York City can do so much better.

Postscript: It seems I misunderstood Ben Thypin’s mention of his “ancestral homeland of LIC:” how foolish of me to have drawn the conclusion that he was, indeed, from Queens. Mr. Thypin, is in fact, not from New York but rather New Jersey, a detail which I have amended above. But the fact that Thypin, along with the rest of his small knot of Yimby proponents, is not from NYC even more weakens and diminishes his argument to destroy this city in the name of his own profit.

oh
(🙊)
“pretty hypocritical
Why, Open New York, do you rich people need even more money?🤔