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Where does the time go…?

Whoa, nellie, were does the time go?

New York as been crazy this September… more so than usual.
The UN is aways in session this time of year.
Which means the average, day-to-day ability of all the various diplomatic staffs to flaunt the rather draconian parking rules with varying levels of ever- escalating contempt is just that much more pronounced.

By somewhere in the neighborhood of a bajillion percent…
Give or take five points, so…
But that’s kinda of normal, for this time of year…

Then their’s the Clinton Global Initiative.
Yes, that Clinton… as in former President William Jefferson Clinton.
Which means even more VIP’s in town, with even more traffic snarls than you could possibly believe a city could absorb… not without shutting down completely…

And it doesn’t necessarily help that NYC is a walking town, with great public transportation.
Buses are out of the question this time of year.
And subways aren’t that much better, cause you still have to walk to or from the stations.
If your destination is anywhere within the affected zones (think a chunk of Manhattan the size of an Iowa that’s eaten entirely too much of it’s own agricultural product, and you’ll get the idea), you’re gonna need to allow a little extra time to get there.

A week ought be enough time to navigate the street closings, and the sidewalk closings, and the ‘don’t even think about being anywhere near this part of the universe, ’cause there’s some by-God black SUV’s roaring back and forth, with their sirens blazing and their lights flashing, and you plebeians had just better get used to all of this…

That’s an extra week each way… by the way…

But again, it’s all kinda normal for this time of the year…
I really don’t even notice it so much…

Maybe I’m numb…

But then there’s this guy with the funny hat, who comes traipsing in from somewhere over in Italy… and the town just goes that much nuttier…

Didn’t think there were any more streets they could close down, but I was wrong.
Didn’t think they could treat us any more like mindless cattle, but I was wrong there, too.

Ten-foot tall steel fences, like some smack-down, iron cage match between the police and the rest of the city…
Public masses at Madison Square Garden and St. Patrick’s Cathedral, at which the ‘public’ wasn’t exactly welcome…
Politicians posturing before a Pontiff while poo-pooing his pedestrian philosophies about poverty and all the particular peoples of the planet.

Which is to say that NYC got a bit more difficult to navigate than usual.
And for someone, however remotely, and unbelievably tangentially connected to the proceedings, in a minor, if not almost nonexistent role…
Well…
It’s been a month…

Which is why I haven’t been keeping up with the blog.

Your patience is appreciated.

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2 Comments

  1. Not to mention that for the rest of us outliers, there was nothing else on TV….in case I wanted to watch TV, which I usually don’t, but all the same….

    I like your “treated as mindless cattle” analogy…..actually, I’ve never liked being treated as a “flock” with a “shepherd,” either, and left the pasture (unbelievably) far behind some time ago…. which is why I did not share in the wonderful hoopla feeling and I’m just as happy it’s over….Hope your getting around has improved a bit.

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