Herewith is another sack of nuggets from the NYTimes for my wingnut friends who are proud they don’t read that rag. Pity. If the politics bother you, don't read those stories. Leave them for us elitists from Lubbock. The fabric of NY City is so rich. Witness:
What goes down does not always come up. Not in New York. Despite one billion dollars and 200 full-time (albeit poorly trained) repairmen, two-thirds of the city’s subway elevators broke down last year with people trapped inside. Taxi.
Give peas a chance: the Veggie Pride parade kicked off in the meat packing district. People caught the spirit and came dressed as bananas, broccoli or pigs and bloodied cows. A giant pink replica of the human colon, polyps and all, brought up the rear. Bad. That’s bad.
How can this be? Fully 66 percent of American adults are overweight or obese. Yet every day, we toss 27 percent of America’s food into the garbage. Waste happens at the supermarket, in restaurants and cafeterias and in your very own kitchen. Read “One Country’s Table Scraps, Another Country’s Meal."
First entry in Metropolitan Diary: A man pulled up in a car on Eighth Avenue in Midtown, and shouted to a woman sitting in the doorway of a fortune-telling parlor, “Will I get a ticket if I park here?” She replied with a shrug, “I don’t know.”