A climate journalism superteam assembles with THE CITY for the newest episode of Hazard, now in NYC!…

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A climate journalism superteam assembles with THE CITY for the newest episode of Hazard, now in NYC! Episode one kicks off an essential listen for anyone living in northern Brooklyn: LISTEN: Can a Contaminated Creek Come Clean?

“Worst of them all is Kings County, New York, where a Brooklyner making a median income would need to…”

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“Worst of them all is Kings County, New York, where a Brooklyner making a median income would need to set aside 98 percent of their salary to pay for a median-priced home of $615,000. But you can make do on 2% right? Food is too fattening anyway.”

Brooklyn is now the most unaffordable place to buy a home in America

Stop Getting Mad About Emily Gould’s Novel

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Stop Getting Mad About Emily Gould’s Novel:

You know what? F*ck the NYT book review and the ridiculous 11,000 word blog post that I can’t even start reading because it’s so terrible. I’m just going to buy Emily Gould’s novel; at least to spite the assholes, at most because hey, I might enjoy it.

She’s not the best writer in the world, but she’s not so bad as to deserve the vitriol. I enjoyed her essay I shared earlier this year.

And lets be freaking honest. If she started her career 20 years older (or, probably, 5-10 years older and male, or possibly just male), *none* of the pretty awful reactions to her or her writing would be around.

Stop Getting Mad About Emily Gould’s Novel

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Stop Getting Mad About Emily Gould’s Novel:

You know what? F*ck the NYT book review and the ridiculous 11,000 word blog post that I can’t even start reading because it’s so terrible. I’m just going to buy Emily Gould’s novel; at least to spite the assholes, at most because hey, I might enjoy it.

She’s not the best writer in the world, but she’s not so bad as to deserve the vitriol. I enjoyed her essay I shared earlier this year.

And lets be freaking honest. If she started her career 20 years older (or, probably, 5-10 years older and male, or possibly just male), *none* of the pretty awful reactions to her or her writing would be around.