Hi, I'm Choire Sicha, and the average distance that women in Africa and Asia walk to collect water is 6 kilometers. Oh, sorry, sir -- would you like fries with that?

I'm also the editor of Gawker, a website obsessed to death with Manhattan's media and culture, and a contributing writer at The Morning News. Certainly I do love me some freelance. Enquire within.



Recent essays and stories:

24 Hour Movie People [in Wired]. New York City's 24-hour digital film-making competition, with Xeni Jardin and Aliya Naumoff.



Entertainment, Weakly [in The New York Observer]. An evening with The Believer, in which -- go figure -- I find myself as conflicted as everyone else.



Meet Me On Joey Ramone Place [in The New York Observer]. Sometimes memorials have meaning; East 2nd Street gets a new name.



Chelsea's Crazy Hanging Garden [in The New York Observer]. West Chelsea may get an incredible -- or unincredible -- public park. But what do the landlords get?



French Film, French Film [at The Morning News]. After a decade in New York, every streetcorner, building, and section of the deli will remind you of someone you've been in love with.



Over the River And Through the Sleaze: Corcoran Uncorks [in The New York Observer]. Real estate queen Barbara Corcoran, conceptual artist Glen Seator, and a theory of the gentrification of Brooklyn.



The Media Lunch [in The New York Observer]. The California recall, porn star and candidate Mary Carey, The Day of the Locust, and the media profit centers do lunch.



Ronald Reagan and Reading Proust [at The Morning News]. So heavy hangs the head of she who wore the crown the night before: a three-day diary of literary celebrities, self-loathing, and the Wolfowitz Riots at the New Yorker Festival.



The Non-Expert: Broken Hearts [at The Morning News]. In this everchanging world in which we love in, to misquote Mr. McCartney, people get hurt every day. What we sometimes forget is that people get un-hurt every day too. Let's patch you up and get you back in the game.



The New York City Tattoo Convention [at The Morning News]. In a generation, body art has gone from subversive to suburban, so it now takes a lot more ink to stand out. Geoff Badner and I cover the permanently-etched tragedies that become comedies.



It Must've Been Something I Hate [at The Morning News]. I spent three days recently in New York City's prison industrial complex Criminal Court, being judged on whether I was the right person to judge others in a series of unseemly trials. Join me on an in-depth tour of jury duty in Manhattan, won't you? Just pass through this metal detector, check your politics at the door, and come on in!



The Complicated Art of Chelsea [at The Morning News]. Don't get me wrong: my middle name is Art. No really, after my grandfather. Anyway, I love the the stuff... or at least, I did. Join me on a three-hour tour of West Chelsea's art galleries.







block Friday, August 22


Off I go lonely-ly and happily to Penn Station, but first, some words from Jennie, with whom I will be spending the weekend swimming naked:

The year has fallen on its face between the two legs of a prince. I have been a viper in a lake; my wreath is the border of my shield until I am tamed.

[...]

Are you reading Shakespeare? If you laid out all my limbs, blow my whole life in ice, and small deposits of drugs, and tell me that it hurts to be shot, I would still come to you. Pulled nearly to death.

The voices happened like this: It was not quite personal. I deserved better. I was skewered in the heart by a kitchen fork because I was a peripheral character promoted by circumstances to a role I was ill equipped to play. I was a deep draught of wine. I was too busy to be available to early death. Someone newly arrived from a grim impoverished place, deeply puzzled. So you can understand. I am pretty much a fellow creature.

How can I sleep? Where do I put my hand?






block Thursday, August 21


Still at Gawker this week, but two things:

1. A few quotes:

"There's a face behind this mask."
"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at the dirt."
Also, as Lil Kim says, "I'm still the same bitch on the escalator."

2. Take a little time and read Looking for Something Stable, one of my favorite pieces of writing in ages. Fucking great.





block Monday, August 18


The USS Squirrel has boarded the good ship Gawker. I have raised my skull-and-crossbones, and sent the dear Elizabeth Spiers out the plank to a watery, unliquory temporary grave. AVAST!

Uh... Anyway. My point is: I'm posting at Gawker this week while its lovely editor is otherwise occupied. Join me there, won't you?







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