|Why didn't they think of carrying a helium|
Yorkville was primarily German for a century or so. During the first half of the 20th-century, it was known for restaurants, beer halls, and the headquarters of the pro-Nazi German American Bund. Enjoying a good parade like anyone else, the Bund marched down East 86th Street on October 30, 1939, roughly a month after war broke out in Europe. (If you enlarge the accompanying photo enough, you can see onlookers heiling from their open windows. Howdy, neighbor!)
|Ain't that a kick in the liver?|
A couple blocks west of our apartment is a church which, during the summer, runs German movies from the '30s and '40s, for those, presumably, who miss the good old days when Josef Goebbels was the Harvey Weinstein of the Fatherland.
But these are the remnants of a Yorkville that live more in people's memories than reality. Another group of people are moving in, and not just the hipsters I wrote about a while back. Over the last decade, we've become the home for Eastern Europeans. To my paranoid ears, however, they sound like Russians taking over the area -- part of Putin's plan to control America, one overpriced neighborhood at a time.
|And moved to a nice neighborhood!|
|"Hello, handsome. Want|
a taste of my blini?"
And we're not talking about those babushkas you see shuffling around with a sack of potatoes (and, come to think of it, look like a sack of potatoes). No, these women are young, pretty, with clear skin and wearing the latest fashions -- perfect for seducing the local sandhogs for top-secret information on the construction of the Second Avenue Subway.
|"And gimme one|
of those Pick 10
The hipsters are coming, the hipsters are coming (to the Upper East Side)! Click here to find out why.