As you know it has become common practice in Manhattan to name streets after, well, just about anyone. For the most part, those with an assigned street have been very involved in the process or, if deceased, we imagine that they do smile down on their eponymous street from their place in heaven. As to any particular generalization, there are of course exceptions.
One such exception is Clarkson Street. In fact the street bearing your name has is actually a blight to the city, if not your very name. Just one block serves as proof to this statement.
At the corner of West, the very inception of your street, we have the West World Adult Video Store. Heading up the block is the Mystique Gentlemen's Club, to which there is no mystique in it's type of business with its 'free lunch buffet'.
Crossing the street you will encounter not one but two vans filled to beyond their capacity, their owners homeless men, living in their vans. Just before Greenwich is one more homeless encampment of a man that does not even have a van.
We must admit to being a bit underwhelmed in your caretaking of the street. Clay Aiken would never tolerate any of this (except perhaps the video store). And we'll be writing to your cohort Taylor Hicks regarding Hicks Street in Brooklyn very soon.
Imploring you to immediate action on your half, Ms. Clarkson,
The City of New York Committee of People-Naming on the Streets