If you're so greedy that it truly bothers you that somebody in need might eat because of your tax dollars, I truly want nothing more for you than to learn what hunger feels like.

Tomorrow is summer solstice, the lightest moment in the Earth’s orbit around the Sun, the most pixie-dusted and powerfully positive day of the year.

Film people here: where do you grab dinner near Film Forum? All my tried-and-trues have gone belly up.

You do realize that the GOP would be more than happy to weekend-at-Bernie’s Trump if he doesn’t make it through the summer, right?

President Obama shouts out "those ordinary people in the Twin Cities, who braved frigid temperatures, risked their own safety, standing shoulder to shoulder to look out for their neighbors and, sometimes, look out for strangers because they knew that was the right thing to do."

gotta admit: I got NOTHING on my to-do list done today. On the other hand, this should have been declared an official city-wide holiday so I guess I'm good.

I've been pretty much smiling through tears since Game 4. But watching the Knicks and Mamdani and Mark Levine dance with their arms around each other while Alicia sings Empire State of Mind is gonna put me in the hospital from dehydration. I LOVE OUR CITY

laughing about Jalen's speech. He's so earnest and Virgo no-frills that his charisma is anti-charisma. And it works!

am i the only one a tiny bit disappointed Spike didn't get his own key to the city today?

Jeremy Sochan not wearing shirt even to key ceremony. This man is going to form the most successful nudist colony in history

Dolan taking a page from his crony Trump's oration handbook--rambling, incoherent, overall bad vibes. Tho nothing can truly ruin these impeccable vibes. Knicks in 5, let's keep it alive

While Mamdani is talking in the Knicks ceremony, look at Dolan glowering, stinking like a turd in a peony garden

Make no mistake. He is representing our nation—our very worst impulses, attitudes, and history.

Ben Stiiller’s newly announced Knicks doc will be fine, I’m sure. But what I’d really be gagged about would be Spike Lee’s Knicks-o-rama drama! The soundtrack alone….

Really wanted to attend today’s Knick victory parade, and it wasn’t even my aggressive introversion that stopped me. It’s that by 8am the parade viewing pens were already filled to capacity. We New Yorkers are showing up today!

I love living alone and feel most myself when I close the door and it’s just me and my sweet permakitten. But every once in a while I make a very successful meal and—-no, it’s not that I wish I could share it. I just wish there was someone to whom I could crow—THAT WAS AMAZING. Which I guess is you.

Watching Close Encounters of the Third Kind for the first time since childhood as prep for reviewing Disclosure Day. What strikes me is what a totally cocaine-driven movie this is (confirmed by Julia Phillips’ memoir). Sweaty, rushed yet repetitive, manic, paranoid—and sometimes brilliant.

I’m (only a little) embarrassed to report that I just got back from trotting all over Lower Manhattan in search of a #11 Knicks jersey (my man Jalen’s team #). No dice, but I did sort out my dowager chic #knicks edition.

If that mess at the White House taught us anything yesterday, it’s that Idiocracy didn’t go far enough.

Spiritual downloads don’t always arrive on a lotus pillow or in a monastery. Sometimes they arrive in a sweaty bar packed with chanting Knicks fans. Which is to say: This week’s Ruby Report went long, and a lot of it is about the Knicks. (Also Bad Bunny, Mayor Mamdani, and AOC.)

TOMORROW!!! #NoKingsDay 🇺🇸

Love that NYCers are taking five seconds out of our absolute elation to hate Jim Dolan.

Honestly this series was better than HAVILCEK STOLE THR BALL

I AM 55. MY HEART CANNOT HANDLE THIS TEAM THAT TAKES THE LEAD WITH ONLY MINUTES LEFT

truly FUCK THESE REFS

Genuinely hate these refs

I get so stressed out by the first quarter of most Knicks games

Beyond beyond beyond gagged about Game 5 but made it through 10 minutes of pregame before running home to download a free YouTube TV trial so I wouldn’t have to be around so many people to watch my Knickerbockers. Once an introvert, always an introvert.

In my latest Flaneuzy essay, I tackle the inequities and blessings of aging while female. The likes of Joan Didion, Eve Babitz, MFK Fisher, Fran Lebowitz and Toni Morrison are name-checked. Not all emerge unscathed.

Given the whole “death comes in three” rule, and given that movie critics Gene Shalit and Rex Reed have died over the last month (RIP), I’m a little anxious for my elder white male colleagues.

I have a billion items on my to-do list, many of them urgent if I’m to keep the lights on through the summer. But I’ve spent the last few days penning another Flaneuzy post. Writing without a deadline or an editor tapping their foot is way more fun, even when the subject is dour. (It's mostly not.)

Our entire city is cheering right now. What a game!!!!!

This game is gonna be the death of me

What are good presents for an 83-year-old woman who has just become a vegan? What cookbooks, foodstuffs, etc do you dig? I am an unrepentant carnivore (though I only eat ethically sourced meats) and want to support my mom in her new health initiative.

Euphoria was a dry-drunk series.

Happy centennial to Marilyn, to all who celebrate. It turns out her fame has endured as few people’s have (sorry, Elvis) though she was always ambivalent about it. Here’s an LA Weekly essay I wrote about her true appeal. www.laweekly.com/marilyn-in-f...

Hegseth once again proving that “anti-diversity” is just a BS Orwellian term for “rabidly racist.”

If you can vote and identify as female, I don’t know why you’d lean into “girl” and “girly” rather than “woman.” That’s the Epsteinification of your brains, right there.

This morning’s full moon is subtler than most, but it’s likely pulled you out of your normal routine already, prodding you to consider bigger questions and bluer skies. I’m into it.

Wow, millennials are just as boring in their 40s as they were in their 20s. The most mealy mouthed gen ever. (But srsly I’m not talking about my millennial FRIENDS OR CLIENTS.)

This weekend’s full moon illuminates the holiness of curiosity, a tender-hearted wondering that’s becoming as rare as this blue moon in our cortisol-spiked geopolitical landscape.

Unfollowing all things Oprah felt even better than I anticipated. Possessing billions is a character disorder, plain and simple. It is sociopathic to hoard so many resources.

For perspective, expecting Gen Z kids to be gagged for Paul McCarthy is like expecting those of us born in the 1970s to be into WC Handy and Jelly Roll Morton

Sorry, but the hotness of we Gen X women (and we’ve always been hot) has everything to do with the fact that we look like we like to fuck, not just be admired.

At this point, journalists who still persist in declining to talk about racism and cruelty as key GOP motivators are essentially colluding in writing fiction about the present state of politics and of the country.

Today a new moon joins the sun in practical magician Taurus. Nature is matter-of-factly, miraculously coaxing out the beauty dormant in every living being, platforming its essence on its own terms and in its own time.

OMG, you do not have to remind me to vote. I am voting! I will vote until I am no longer legally able to do so and then I will show up to vote anyway. If you're so worried, please redirect your efforts into actually protecting my vote.

Lately the verbal tic that most irks me is “not gonna lie.” It feels queasy in this era of Orwellian bullshit. As in: Unless otherwise alerted, your baseline is 47-level prevarication?

"Democratic governors and state legislators need to realize that this is no longer about fairness; it’s about fighting back so that they are not engineered out of the House forever. And I get that Dems don’t have the stomach for this kind of warfare--- find it."

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