RUN BENNY RUN

Will chases Ben Preswick around the Lower East Side for a million years. I can understand why Ben's jumpy, but I still don't get why he's so afraid of the fuzz. You have to be pretty fuzz-averse to accept asylum from the rapestrangling Edward Bowers, is all I'm saying -- especially when it's the Bowerses that he's in hiding from now. Any case, he's in the wind. I guess now he has to just give up on Edward ever getting him into the IT department, a thing he was obviously never planning to do and just go for it.

BOWERS PHARM IND

Robert: "The Style section is her favorite section! I can't imagine what would be holding her up."
Times: "I really do have shit to do, Mr. Bowers. Can we reschedule?"
Robert: "Maybe it's more important to me than to her. Maybe she's turning into another Vivian. Maybe all of the above. Just know this. The Style section is also my favorite section. Go with God."

Joanna: "Robert, something on your mind?"
Robert: "Joanna, would you ever flake on an interview with the Style section?"
Joanna: "I don't know what you want from me."
Robert: "I want you to join me in a shit-talking session about my daughter/granddaughter."
Joanna: "Maybe she just forgot? She seems to be into her own stuff. She takes photographs and goes to art shows and deals drugs and smokes through toilet-paper rolls and can't maintain when she's on drugs. Maybe just leave her alone?"

Robert: "You are a much better daughter than either of them."
Joanna: "That is because I am a lie."
Robert: "I can't believe you're right back where you started, making excuses for my daughters."
Joanna: "Robert, Mia is not Vivian."
Robert: "Not yet. It's not like Vivian started out like that either."
Joanna: "Vivian was a bitch. Mia's a dork. It's fine."

CASE IN POINT

Yet another location somewhere in Bushwick where there's like a halfpipe and a DJ and people in gorilla masks jumping on a trampoline and it's like, sometimes it just pisses me off when they do this -- cobble together a mental image of the Youth instead of deigning to find out what is actually going on with the people they are writing about -- because treating children like movable props in your personal story is so Baby Boomer. On the other hand it's like, Do you really want the kind of CSI-watching people that are probably into this show to really know what's going on? No. Not really.