I would guess that the power lines bursting into flames (!) might have something to do with the incredibly heavy load they get now compared to when they were installed. Streaming in particular uses vast amounts of electricity. In Maine, the poles became too fragile to hold the heavier and heavier power lines even though they are regularl…
I would guess that the power lines bursting into flames (!) might have something to do with the incredibly heavy load they get now compared to when they were installed. Streaming in particular uses vast amounts of electricity. In Maine, the poles became too fragile to hold the heavier and heavier power lines even though they are regularly replaced when they start getting whittled (I mean that literally, they get skinnier and skinnier).
I lived in Brooklyn for four years then on Avenue B in the East Village off and on while continuing to work in NYC to make money. (Typesetters were not in big demand in Maine.) What I miss most about NYC is actual diversity (not wokey Maine diversity which reminds me of All in the Family: white, lily-white, off-white), FOOD -- if those hole in the wall restaurants are still able to exist -- and accessible culture. And what did I learn in NYC? How to stand up for myself, especially at work!
What do I miss? Two homeless guys pushing shopping carts with returnables meet each other on the street and BOW to each other.
The best thing like that that has ever happened to me in Maine is a man who sang opera to me and my foster daughter in the Italian grocery in Portland. Otherwise too many people are really boring!
I would guess that the power lines bursting into flames (!) might have something to do with the incredibly heavy load they get now compared to when they were installed. Streaming in particular uses vast amounts of electricity. In Maine, the poles became too fragile to hold the heavier and heavier power lines even though they are regularly replaced when they start getting whittled (I mean that literally, they get skinnier and skinnier).
I lived in Brooklyn for four years then on Avenue B in the East Village off and on while continuing to work in NYC to make money. (Typesetters were not in big demand in Maine.) What I miss most about NYC is actual diversity (not wokey Maine diversity which reminds me of All in the Family: white, lily-white, off-white), FOOD -- if those hole in the wall restaurants are still able to exist -- and accessible culture. And what did I learn in NYC? How to stand up for myself, especially at work!
Wow...but I will add: Con Ed spent all summer in my neighborhood updating the cables and all has been well in the 16 years since this incident.
And yes, to the literal diversity of NYC.
What do I miss? Two homeless guys pushing shopping carts with returnables meet each other on the street and BOW to each other.
The best thing like that that has ever happened to me in Maine is a man who sang opera to me and my foster daughter in the Italian grocery in Portland. Otherwise too many people are really boring!