Models
Of Queens
Good
Things Come In Small Packages
Jacques
Martin
Home: Forest Hills
Height:
3' 1"
Weight: 30 lbs.
Handsome
Forest Hills heartthrob Jacques C. Martin has a lot of experience
turning heads with his good looks –three years and four months worth
of experience, to be exact.
The
pint-sized toddler has been gaining attention from crowds along Austin
Street in Forest Hills since his birth, and he recently signed on with
a local modeling agency to expand his audience.
His
mother Natacha told QConf that Martin won over modeling scouts
with his mature, calm demeanor and warm smile. The three year old who
keeps his room spotless is a stand out from the crowd.
When
not watching "Sesame Street" or playing with toy cars,
Martin can be seen hanging out in the Forest Hills Barnes & Noble.
Another favorite hang out for the up-and-coming model is Kids
Line, where Martin can be seen picking out his button down shirts,
slacks and dress shoes (which he ties on his own).
The
meticulously dressed young man keeps his wardrobe in tact, even when
hanging out at the playgrounds around Queens Boulevard.
Martin
has his young brown eyes set on expanding his career. This summer –
after nursery school graduation
– Martin will enroll in acting classes. Natacha says her son has
auditioned for some commercials.
Talk
to the Hand
Don’t
believe everything you read. Especially press releases.
One
release we received, from
NYC Health and Hospitals Corporation, was about how to cope with
depression stemming from excessive exposure to war news, and listed
so-called experts on the topic for media members to call. Trusting the
release, we called the listed Queens source to get the story,
but was told by the doctor, “I have no clue about this.”
A
spokesperson for the hospital where the doctor worked blamed layers of
bureaucracy for the problem. The spokesperson said the press release
was sent from HHC headquarters in Manhattan, and that nobody had
contacted the “media experts” to let them know of their new
duties. The spokesperson at the hospital said, “It’s a case of the
left hand not talking to the right hand.”
Now
there’s an interesting anatomy lesson from an expert!
Queens
Multiplicity
There are two Northern Boulevards in Queens.
That’s
right, you’re reading correctly.
There are two
Northern Boulevards in Queens.
You heard it
here first.
Let us
explain.
In this
paper’s recent Insider’s Guide, we revealed a quick way to
escape Shea traffic and get to the Grand Central Parkway after Mets
games – take a small, rundown-looking, unnamed street that forks off
of eastbound Northern Boulevard.
The road,
which features no street signs and is nameless on every major map,
twists and turns narrowly through a landscape of fenced-off garbage
piles and mounds of dirt. At night, there are no lights. It’s quite
scary.
But it’s
worth the adventure, because it takes drivers straight to the highway,
and bypasses a tremendous amount of Shea Stadium gridlock.
However, the
question is, what the heck is the name of the road?
For the
answer, we went straight to the source – New York City Department of
Transportation Queens Borough Commissioner Joseph Cannisi.
He personally
checked it out for us, asking his topography experts and searching
throughout DOT headquarters. Finally, he found the answer.
“Believe it
or not,” he said, “It’s called Northern Boulevard.”
Huh?
“Yeah,” he
said, “For a stretch there, Queens has two Northern Boulevards. It
surprised me, too.”
Wow, who knew?
Just for the record, the Northern Boulevard that everyone knows is
actually north of the other one, so maybe the street with no name
should really be called Southern Northern Boulevard.
Just a thought.

Rev.
Run on a Phat Farm Reparations bus back.
photo: Shams Tarek |
The old saying that “If the shoe fits, wear it” is playing
out on the backs of buses and feet all over the borough.
Phat Farm, a
company known for not shying away from heated political issues and
founded by a man — Hollis hip-hop mogul Russell Simmons — with the
same quality, is promoting the issue of reparations with one of its
classic all-white low-top sneakers.
The ads
promoting the issue are popping up on buses all over the borough, with
a picture of Rev. Run, the Hollis rapper from Run-DMC (and longtime
Simmons buddy) who was recently ordained as a minister, and the words
“Isn’t it time for a change? Economic justice now. Reparations
now. It’s an American
justice issue.”
It’s not the
first time the company has jumped sneaker-first into politics.
Last year, it turned one of its sneakers into the “Carl
McCall Running Shoe” in an effort to support the black Democrat’s
chances of beating a rather influential and powerful incumbent.
But whatever you think of the politics of reparations, you
gotta love the decade-old picture of Run, complete with baby face,
skinny neck and meatchop sideburns.
Proud
To Play Lee Greenwood
The
worldly citizens of New York City are fond of the hard-nosed,
no-nonsense, heard-it-all-before persona that embodies their
collective character.
But
when it comes to the Lee Greenwood patriotic song, “God Bless the
USA,” New Yorkers, like the rest of the nation, actually have heard
it before – and probably many more times than they would like.
The
played-out – not to mention aggressively inland – quality of the
song makes it a stupefying choice for the soundtrack of the NYPD’s
anti-terrorism presentation, coming soon to a community board or civic
meeting near you.
The
40-minute Power Point presentation begins predictably with a Sept. 11
montage set to the tune of Mr. Greenwood’s enduring power ballad and
proceeds to instruct viewers on terrorism awareness.
It
might be overkill to suggest that two NYPD community affairs officers
held a recent session of Community Board 13 “hostage” to their
heavy-handed, Greenwood-backed video, or to assert that the room was
“terrorized” by the song – but the board members did seem bored,
to say the least.