Not sure you can categorize men that reside in Brooklyn. I mean Brooklyn has become such a melting pot for so many ethnicities, personalities, religions, so forth and so on. It’s intriguing yet quite disturbing that someone could possibly “man watch” and round up 8 specific men and categorize them by neighborhoods in Brooklyn. The sub-caption reads “Read this before dating one.” Ah sure!

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The New York Observer put together a list of “Eight Guys You Might Meet In Brooklyn“. The article is quite entertaining to say the least. The word play used is crafty and brings life to the article. While I haven’t met every Brooklyn man, I do have many male friends and none of them were categorized in this article.

Here are the ones I found most interesting from the article

Bed-Stuy: Work-in-Progress

The Bed-Stuy guy lives there because he’s trying to make a living as a freelance ____ and it’s still cheap. Hangs out at Bedford Hill most days, petting other people’s dogs. He reads a handful of articles about gentrification, wrinkling his brow as he thinks hard about the points being made, but at the end of the day, he’s just trying to live his life. Like, he probably has band practice to get to. He likes the trees, and the brownstones—he doesn’t live in one, but it’s nice to walk by them. He’ll talk to you for a good five minutes about which bodegas to hit up for the best bacon egg and cheese (G Line Deli) or craft six pack (actually just hit the beer distributor on Bedford and Gates) or loosies (he’ll never tell). He has opinions about which of the new white people bars are actually pretty cool (Dynaco). He’s trying to figure it all out, and depending on his mood, he feels closer or farther way from where he wants to be.

 

Crown Heights: The Do-gooder

He’s lived in Brooklyn a little while (north of 3 years). This isn’t his first rodeo. It took a few neighborhoods for him to realize south of Atlantic Ave is where it’s at. You know, where the families live. He likes being able to run to Prospect Park; he heads down Eastern Parkway, past the pre-war buildings and the museum and then loops around, 5 miles on a day he’s feeling strong. He either has a dog or wants a dog. He either has a girlfriend or wants a girlfriend. He’s serious about coffee. He buys the good bread at the Grand Army Plaza Greenmarket. Volunteers at the community garden on his block, concentrating on self-improvement, every weed he pulls. How do you tell someone his problem is he’s trying too hard? If you blindfolded him and dropped him off in any Franklin Ave bar’s back patio he’d be able to tell you which one it is. He goes to Williamsburg “like maybe once a year.”

It is a root cause and generic cialis Full Report a consequence at the same time.
 

And probably the only one I agree with

Williamsburg: The Manhattan Transplant

Dude is down to party. Come by in the summer cuz he’ll be throwing some epic roof barbecues with his siiick skyline view. He used to live in a closet on the Lower East Side until he and his best buddy snagged a two bedroom off the Bedford L (only $5K a month!) They got the Meatball Shop over here now too, and the girls are more DTF—he tells you, leaning in after the third pickleback (just discovered, can’t get enough) at The Whiskey. He’s so enthusiastic about everything, he acts like he died and woke up in adult Disneyland. You’re just happy he’s paying, and you’re having a pretty good time playing the gamut of bar games with him (bros live for this shit), because games are fun and this way you can avoid actual conversation. He’s really excited to bring you back to his pad, beyond the obvious reason. Ginuwine’s “Pony” comes on later while you’re having sex.

While many of the descriptions have some good points, such as The Bed-Stuy guy reading articles on gentrification, but how can we narrow that down to just Bed-Stuy? To completely understand this article I feel Brooklyn needs to know how long these particular men lived in these areas. Were they born here or did they just move here.

On a more positive note. The article is very entertaining and has some good points. I still don’t think you can narrow down the Brooklyn man. It’s just too difficult.

Read the full article at New York Observer.

Your Thoughts?