More bleak news on the jobs front: April’s national job growth was just so-so, with the US economy adding only 115,000 jobs. Even though the unemployment rate shimmied down from 8.2 percent to 8.1 percent, it’s because a whole bunch of people gave up on looking for work altogether. We’ll let the experts slice and dice that stat for you, along with what it means for Obama, porkbelly futures and a brokester in Palm Beach who would, unfathomably, rather clean up after a suicide than hang a sex swing, whatever that is. (Is the sex swing job still available?) But this is a drizzly Friday morning and who wants to start the weekend in a zero-growth economic funk? Thus begins today’s open thread, awkwardly renamed brokes populi until we come up with something better: Do you have any good news to report on your own personal jobs front? Any coups, triumphs, actual paid employment to brag about? Any exciting interviews that you don’t want to jinx by talking about? Or if you just want to bitch about your crap situation, OK, you can do that too. While we’re all chatting, do you have a better name than brokes populi? We’ll send you a Brokelyn t-shirt if you nail it.
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1. Plan for a cruelty-free feast at Haymarket’s Vegan Memorial Day Sale, with 10 percent off all BBQ supplies, plus treats by pop-up vendors Ponycakes, Brooklyn Whiskers, and Yeah Dawg. (Haymarket’s Corner, FREE) 2. Compete for swag prizes at Syndicated’s Downeast Cider Popup, featuring an oh-so-challenging single-hole putt-putt course, plus cider cocktails and a special cider-infused meal. […]
You know this script too well by now: beloved New York City neighborhood staple announces it’s closing, there’s much hand wringing about “there goes the neighborhood” and everyone gets sad. This one feels a little bit different though: Dumbo bookstore staple powerHouse seemed as ingrained in the neighborhood as the cobblestone streets themselves. Watching readings from its huge […]