What NYC Needs
I think what New York needs is a grandma. Forget the mayor, NYC needs a gray-haired, leathery old grandma to kick its ass. The kind of woman you can go to for anything, hope, support, sympathy – a plate of warm cookies and a stern eye. It needs a familiar cardigan sweater over shoulders that are as near to the strength of God as you’d find on this earth. It needs someone to teach it respect and whoop its ass.
It feels as though the whole fucking world has fallen apart. How have we gotten so lost?
I want to rent a gigantic sound system and play Chick Corea's "Peanuts Theme Song" from the top of the Empire State Building. Maybe it would remind people that there even was something other than this darkness.
We seem to be stuck with the crappy tension-building music that spools over and over in dramas where someone you love is brutally maimed. TURN IT OFF.
Everyone reading this, do me a favor: Do something nice for someone today. Help an old lady cross the street. Call your mother and tell her you love her. Call your brother and offer to babysit his kids so he and his wife can go out for a quiet dinner. Buy a small bunch of flowers and put them in a coffee mug for your secretary for no reason other than to let her know you appreciate her.
Posted by Amanda at April 07, 2003 10:18 PM
