“People actually live in this neighborhood, if you can believe that,” hissed some hipster lady as she scuttled by the crowd waiting for a glimpse of John Kerry, who’d just given a speech across the street at Cooper Union’s Great Hall. Yes, people do live in this swinging-not-swing state, and Kerry’s 45 minutes of personal attention at lunchtime was intended as a pat on the back, a gesture of thanks for all those $50 contributions. Timed, of course, to coincide with the city’s thankless task of hosting the RNC. (We’d like to see that chick try and march into Central Park next week.)
John and young Julian
photo: Cary Conover
A well-coiffed Kerry shook a bunch of hands in front of the Starbucks on the east side of Astor Place while a black SUV with its back door open crawled along behind him. He even held a sniffling baby, Julian Samuel Lazin Green, a curly redhead who turns two on September 6. (Happy birthday, Julian Samuel Lazin Green!) By ten past 1, the mall punks had their neighborhood back.