rants: real big apple (at times smelly, rotten and old)
As many know, I live in NYC. I seldom keep quiet about my feelings especially those hidden from tourists. As of late, I’ve been posting pictures on Instagram to prove my point, instead of painting a mental image or when I’m simply to lazy to type.
This old Jewish town that’s lost most of its Dutch heritage (formerly known as New Amsterdam) can
- be rich (money to burn),
- look beautiful (Empire State Building),
- cruel to animals (horse carriages in and/or around Central Park),
- be a junkie’s paradise (Needle Park),
- collect stench and disease (garbage, dirty gutters, run-down buildings),
- promote the best in prostitution and pornography (time to do your homework & find out),
- see enough lights to trigger a massive seizures (Times Square),
- celebrate the New Year in style (dropping the ball also at Times Square),
- enjoy the best plays and shows (Broadway),
- live the fantasy (the old, gone splendor of the 1920’s),
- experience the most decadent education and lack of manners in the world,
- and, most importantly, make fools believe NYC is simply New York County that consists of the island of Manhattan (formerly known as Mannahatta by the natives of the time) — as well as the home of
- the weirdest,
- the lonely,
- the dirty,
- the pretty,
- the ugly,
- the filthy rich,
- the rotten poor,
- the best street performers,
- the religious,
- the agnostics,
- the atheists,
- and thieves in rags or suits,
simply summarized as the very best and the very worst of mankind.
Yet this is probably everyone’s dream city as a tourist or for the common Joe to make it big. So enjoy your $1 slice of pizza, fold it in half and shove it in your mouth. If you’re arrogantly sophisticated, enjoy your $1000 breakfast of bagels, specialized omelets, over-priced bagels, teas and/or coffee.Just remember, this ain’t your hometown so get ready to be mugged or wacked if you’re stupid enough to pull out a map in public, but have a great time spending your money here.
Don’t you wish the Guardian Angels still patrolled the sybways and the swept-under-the-rug neighborhoods of NYC.