Anne and Vincent LiMauro moved into the southernmost apartment, which they bought for $225,000. As successive units were sold and inhabited, and their residents began to embellish their spaces, Mrs. LiMauro and Brennan, the floral designer who sold her apartment to Ms. Preneta and Mr. Sispoidis, designated themselves the aesthetics police.
“We dressed all in black and became night marauders and Ninja warriors,” said Brennan, sneaking out late at night to remove wreathes on front doors, as well as doormats and dog beds, or anything else that marred the purity of the place, in their estimation, “cleaning it up and cleaning it up until the essence of the building came back.”
Didn’t anyone complain?
“I think they just got tired of replacing their stuff,” she said.
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So a bunch of artists and aesthetes complain about the hide-bound aesthetic fascists who almost don't let individual expression happen ... and then some of those very same artists and aesthetes shit all over the individual expression of anyone who doesn't kow-tow to their favored aesthetic.
This reminds me of something I read years ago. If you move to a small town or rural area with a lot of former hippes and rednecks and want to do something different, usually the rednecks don't have a problem with it, it's the "free-thinking" former hippies that set themselves up as the aesthetics police and harass anyone doing anything they think "unattractive".
I am amused that the architect called townspeople out for being Republicans, because in a "democracy" people are free to do whatever they want.
In fact, the more powerful the demos (the people) the less individual freedom we each have. When folks get to vote on zoning laws, sumptuary laws, paint colors, etc., then individual freedom shrinks.
Democracy merely means "people vote". It says nothing about freedom.
This place is beautiful, I love people who aren't afraid to be practical, even when it isn't popular. The view overlooking the trees must be breath taking. I'd love to visit the place.
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Anne and Vincent LiMauro moved into the southernmost apartment, which they bought for $225,000. As successive units were sold and inhabited, and their residents began to embellish their spaces, Mrs. LiMauro and Brennan, the floral designer who sold her apartment to Ms. Preneta and Mr. Sispoidis, designated themselves the aesthetics police.
“We dressed all in black and became night marauders and Ninja warriors,” said Brennan, sneaking out late at night to remove wreathes on front doors, as well as doormats and dog beds, or anything else that marred the purity of the place, in their estimation, “cleaning it up and cleaning it up until the essence of the building came back.”
Didn’t anyone complain?
“I think they just got tired of replacing their stuff,” she said.
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So a bunch of artists and aesthetes complain about the hide-bound aesthetic fascists who almost don't let individual expression happen ... and then some of those very same artists and aesthetes shit all over the individual expression of anyone who doesn't kow-tow to their favored aesthetic.
Stealing dog beds because they "mar the purity"?
Authoritarian bastards.