my mayor passed away…
and when respected dignitaries shake off this mortal coil…
they find the best quotes from said dignitaries' life.
case meet point…
when asked about living n New York City once, Ed Koch said that everyday he woke up he'd get out of bed and look around and proceed to thank god he was still in New York.
the bastard does this too.
there is some civic pride attached to being a lifelong resident of this Gotham.
flash forward:
this morning's commute was 10 different shades of awful.
I had never been in a position that there were so many people on a platform that I couldn't leave it.
hundreds of angry travelers…
and I kneed one of them full on in the chest because they were swinging at people and I'm just not the one
but when the 6 train full of fail finally turned up…
we spilled into the car and folks just kept on coming
and some awful offworlder…
in trendy aviators and with the smugness of a transplant with a trust fund blurts out.
"new York city is a shithole on so many levels"
and I think to myself in response, "leave then"
leave oklasota…
go back to whatever Midwestern backwater that spawned you and your fucking horse toothed mug and go there to stay…
leave my city if it sucks so badly for you…
I'm sure shit was SO much better for you in whatever New York junior crap stand shit you out onto the road and into my streets.
go home…
go back there. we're so sorry that a day long police investigation fucked up the 6 train and is messing with your fake tan…
go back to wherever it is you came from…
and filth up my home no longer…
and we can just add 'jerk' for good measure because I likes the word jerk.
—the bastard
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