Museum of Sex
Meanwhile, in New York City, about three miles from Ground Zero, as if in acknowledgement of the renewal of moral seriousness called for by the grave circumstances our country finds itself in, the Museum of Sex, referred to as “MoSex,” has opened its doors. Is there anything left to say? Posted by Lawrence Auster at September 19, 2002 01:35 AM | Send Comments
I say, “Why do you guys still live in New York City?” Posted by: Jim Carver on September 19, 2002 1:44 PMOverall, from the point of view of being a traditionalist, it makes no sense and is probably inexcusable that I live in New York. But there are some positive reasons, or at least compensations. For one thing, I live, across the greatest park in the world, from the greatest museum in the world. The ability to have gone seven or eight times to an exhibit such as The Greek Miracle (the greatest display of Athenian Golden Age sculpture ever assembled) or about eight times to the Early Renaissance Florentine Illuminations exhibit, is beyond price. For another, I live near Riverside Drive, looking across the magnificent Hudson to the Palisades, where every walk reveals marvelous Beaux Arts buildings from around the turn of the 20th century, including many buildings that deliberately evoke the Middle Ages. Overlooking the Drive, two minutes walk from my apartment, is the Fireman’s memorial, perhaps the most beautiful public monument in America. A six minute walk downtown from there, hidden among trees in a narrow island-park between upper and lower Riverside Drive, is the magnificent statue of Joan of Arc, sitting astride a horse, her face lifted up, her sword raised. Even though New York is the representative modern, rootless city, it also has connections to the past of our civilization that are deeply meaningful. You’re not going to find these things in the Sprinkler Cities. Posted by: Lawrence Auster on September 19, 2002 11:04 PM |