September 29, 2010 
DG&B 
by Miriam
If you’re not from the New York area, you probably are not regularly delighted as we are by the screechy, often offensive and occasionally befuddling articles and opinions featured in the New York Post. Personally, I love the cringe-worthy, punny and sometimes genius headlines.
So, this article about Jonathan Lethem, Brooklyn writer, skipping town for California amused me in that “slow news day?” kind of way. The fact that Jeremy Olsham compares this footnote of an event to the Dodgers going Hollywood in 1958 is laughable (except perhaps not in the heightened emotional world of Rupert Murdoch’s rag).
Am I missing something or should I be devastated that Lethem is leaving the borough he mined for so much literary gold?
Frankly, my dear, I could give a damn where a writer lives or not. Unless he lived next door and I liked his writing. Then I'd be a pest.
Two things: 1. I attended the Claremont Colleges where Lethem will be teaching. It's a wonderful place (I stayed in Claremont for 7 years after graduation).
2. Please Lord, don't let him be one of those New Yorkers who move to L.A. and then endlessly whine about how L.A. isn't New York. Of COURSE it isn't New York. You want New York, live in f^&*ing New York. L.A. is its own place with its own charms, delights, secrets and warts.