The immortal title of this post comes from the Rambler. It seems our prolific friend actually opposed the Times Square clean-up. His reason? "Scum have to go somewhere."
Now no matter what you think of a Disneyfied Times Square, it is a million times better than it used to be, for most people.
Sure I miss the thrill of being led into an illegal netherworld. Me and friends fake license quest ended up with numerous colorful people all offering to kick our suburban asses when we didn't buy their, uh, product.
Rambler's thesis about urban scum was hilariously brought to light when the whole of 42nd St. between 7th and 8th Avenue became Hiaku Boulevard. That is, their lurid marquees had now been transformed by installing weird sayings on the signs. It was hoped that somehow these messages would somehow discombobulate the dirtbags.
It did seem to work, for some reason.
Where can scum find shelter, suckers, and sanctuary, plus runaway teenage hookers in today's NY? Wall Street? Maybe the plaza in front of Murdoch's News Corporation? It makes a good fit.
All right then, get a new Travis Bickle to clear out Times Square, because some day a real rain's gonna come.
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