49 Elizabeth Street, 6th Fl.
New York, NY. 10013










Mission Statement

If history has taught us anything, it’s this: 
the people who shake the world know how to gather.




Politics has become a game most of us never asked to play. 
Whether you shape it, dodge it, argue about it, or just scroll past it – you’re in it.
As the world gets louder, the issues get harder to ignore.

We grew up on bitter polarization. 
Left vs. Right. Cable news shouting matches. Comment sections on fire. 
No wonder it feels like there’s no seat for us at the table.

I’ve never fully fit in anywhere, but I’ve nearly blended in everywhere. 
Too nerdy for the cool kids, too cool for the nerds.
A chameleon of sorts. Half in, half out.
The kid who brought The Power Broker to the club and still partied past last call. 
Mask on, mask off. 

Maybe you’re that kid too. 
An insider with outsider instincts. Drawn to the halls of power, but allergic to its game.
You want to lead, sure – but you want others to feel like they can grab the mic too. 
You’re flirting with politics, but not interested in playing by its rules.
That tension? That’s where real change begins. 



Enter: The Bench

It looks like a club, acts like a workspace, and moves like a family.
A place to dream, scheme, build, and write your own script.

Where restless organizers, creatives, misfits, sneakerheads, and policy nerds collide.
Where podcasts get made, ideas sharpen, alliances form, and power builds.

It’s been eight years. Life savings. Too many “thanks-but-no-thanks”. Renovations and plumbing hell.

I built this place because the people yelling the loudest don’t speak for everyone.
I built this place because politics shouldn’t feel like a members-only club.
I needed this place to exist, honestly, because I needed it, to exist. 

But this is your space now.
Fifty bucks - just to keep the lights on, that’s it.
No profit off your purpose - just fuel for it.
We got you. You got next.

Go change your corner of the world.