Random car spotted on Williamsburg’s Southside…#AntiTheftInitiatives #BKBS
If you kept in touch with me regularly (odds are that you don’t, I keep my close circle smaller than a pot head’s blunt remains), you would know that the last month or two of my life has been straight bullshit. I’m talking the you-name-it, it-goes-wrong kind of deal. Every. Single. Day. I literally just got done cursing out some man on the street who managed to clip my leg with the wheel of his pickup truck, then had the audacity to tell me I was lying about getting clipped, curse me out for speaking to him all out of pocket, blah blah blah…you readers can take an educated guess as to the level of argument ratchetry that ensued on the street afterward. I’ve spent hours in precincts (shout out to my impounded car). I watched a guy who is about to be an instrumental part of my next business move fall off of a roof (he’s clearly alive since he’s still going to help me out). There have been arrests, my freshly freed-from-the-impound-lot car soon made love to the bumper of an X5 to the tune of some $1,500+ in estimated body damage, and tween gang fights have been popping off outside of my crib.
A lot of bullshit has been happening to me in Brooklyn. And like the late, great Notorious B.I.G. pounded into our heads…“That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it.”
For the last few years on Twitter I’ve been snapping flicks or giving the rundown of random fuckery I encounter in the streets and hashtagging it #BKBS. I’ve even had the category on this site called “Brooklyn Bullshit” in which everything that remotely has to do with Brooklyn resides in the UntitledType digital crates. And with all the shenanigans happening in the streets this Brooklyn summertime pre-season, I’m going to have more than enough material to run with to rock with this theme of bullshit in Brooklyn. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Say hello to BrooklynBullshit.com.
Work is under way behind the scenes to get this up and running, so consider this a warning. The goal is going to be different than any of my previous projects online. Rather than emphasize my writing and editorialize my content, it’s going to be more multimedia focused. More pictures, more video. Passing your time in a comedic, witty, entertaining way is definitely high on my list of priorities. But also expect some things that will make you “SMH” in that “damn, I’m worried about society” kind of way. Because not all bullshit is funny, and there are some lessons to learn from the shit that happens in these streets. Expect interviews with Brooklyn residents – OG Brooklynites, not the fashion designer that relocated from Boise, Idaho and just copped a never-before-lived-in condo on N. 4th and Kent. Bodega workers, maybe a neighborhood crackhead or two (or ten), or the guy that sells the bootleg sunglasses on your nearest commercial avenue. All of these people have stories just waiting to be told.
I hope that you, my UntitledType audience or the followers of any of my other work, will stick around to watch this site grow. Like anything I bother spending my time on, I see potential for it to expand into something a little bigger than what it will be when it starts. I have a person or two on my side keeping an eye out for content and brainstorming ideas with me, and I’m looking forward to executing these ideas and sharing them with the internet. So stick around, tell a friend or two, and keep an eye out for the launch of the website. And in the meantime, if you’re local, keep an eye out for #BKBS that you see in your daily life. Snap a pic, write up a funny story, let me know what’s good, and send it through to the e-mails on the “Contact” page of this site. Let me know the neighborhood or intersection of the incident if possible as well. Photographers who send original work will get photo credit, people who submit stories will get credit as a writer, etc…but my team and I (it’s really three of us at this point) can only be so many places at once, so submissions from you guys will help make this even better.
BrooklynBullshit.com coming soon. Party people, you’ve been warned.
