So we at Broke Ass HQ, like many of you, often spend time shooting the shit and coming up with new ideas to make you laugh, cry, save money and live your life. The haiku, a Japanese form of poetry, is a beautiful and simplistic way to show your affection [try it on your girlfriend sometime when you can't afford dinner] or contempt for something in a succinct and perfect pattern. Three lines, 17 syllables and a whole lot of potential, the haiku is gaining momentum. Consider it old school twitter (speaking of which, add us here).
What’s the single biggest thing San Francisco has over New York (besides awesome Mexican food)? Rent control. Yup it’s true. In all five boroughs of New York City there are only 50,000 rent controlled units. If you consider that there are eight million people in NYC, you realize 50,000 units ain’t shit. The war for Manhattan is over and the douchebags won. It’s too expensive now, which is why all the artists moved to Brooklyn. Without rent control, San Francisco would be Manhattan — most of the underground art and culture would be forced to flee. So for this, we salute you Rent Control and we shed a little tear for our brethren and sistren in NY who will have their rent raised $500 next time they have to resign their leases.
Ode to Rent Control
Period fixtures
in a house with a pre-dot
com price is heaven.
There are 1,000,000 rent control units in Manhattan.
There is no fucking way that there’s a million rent controlled apartments in Manhattan.