Active consent policies exist to change hearts and minds about how we think about sexual boundaries. They are not meant to entrap drunk college students with unfounded rape accusations, which under active consent are no easier to "prove" than before. The policy of active consent is a banner, not a barrier.
Yorkville and East Harlem already have some of the worst pollution and highest asthma rates in the city, and now 100 to 500 extra diesel trucks are going to roar through an entirely residential neighborhood to dump their loads in a stinking, two acre, heavy-duty industrial facility in front of public housing.
With less than 10 weeks to go before the midterm Congressional elections Americans in general are frustrated with Washington. National polls show that about three-quarters of all Americans disapprove of the way Congress is doing its job. Because so much is at stake, this coming election day is not a time for eligible voters to stay home.
It's hard enough carving out a space for ourselves in a world that constantly marginalizes us and our very existence. And having strange men assume that we want to hear what they think of us when there are very few things we want less in the world just adds to the burden.
Catcalling isn't about flattery, the men aren't doing it to make you feel beautiful or special. They're doing it because of a sense of entitlement. Because to them, every woman is fair game regardless of what time of day it is or where you are or what the woman is doing.
Haring painted Crack is Wack without asking for permission. One morning, during the summer of 1986, he drove a rented van -- loaded with some ladders from his studio and some new fluorescent orange paint he had bought -- up to Harlem to paint.
It was one of those puff-piece New York Post assignments that landed in my lap once in a while back in the day, and that was fine by me -- no crime, no chalk outlines on the street, no survivors to interview.
Anna, in my books, is aging gracefully and has not quite reached the non-exclusive membership club for the elderly.
I realize that in relation to the digital colosseum the sad print tabloid industry is merely a fungus on the underside of a rotting stump. But that doesn't excuse its existence.
Growing up in my family, the most suspenseful words any of us could hear were, "Know who died?" Whoever spoke those words had the drop on the rest of...
The National Popular Vote plan is constitutional, nonpartisan, and better for all Americans than our current system. An interstate compact, it will guarantee the election of the candidate who wins the most popular votes in all 50 states and D.C.
Discouraging new forms of entrepreneurism that threaten established businesses, is a classic form of government interference that affects many different industries in the urban marketplace.
Even in the twitterverse, there seems to be something off about all the furious "comment" Mayor de Blasio's refusal to call a snow day last Thursday brought forth.
When a story sounds too good to be true, it usually is -- especially around this time of year. But when Christmas carols fill the air and Jack Frost is nipping at your nose, even the hardest-bitten reporters can let their guards down for a real whopper.
You have to imagine that line in giant letters with a monstrous exclamation point covering most of the bottom third of the front page of theNew York Post. The reference was to a caravan of vehicles on its way to or from a wedding in Yemen that was eviscerated, evidently by a U.S. drone via one of those "surgical" strikes of which Washington is so proud.
In a bodega last week morning, picking up bananas, I saw the man in front of me on line holding a New York Post. Too bad he wouldn't be reading any...