hatches, me too, I want to know where that trestle is. Though what do I want to save my pansy-ass little whitebread over-civilised skin for -- at this point? Ya, we KNOW they shut down all the bridges and tunnels -- don't remind me. The only way out is to take the river, or walk north. I guess a rowboat and two strong oars is a good investment. And seven you have the trusty bicycle. But neither of those things are any good in a panicked city if you don't have a fire-arm! So I shoot a fellow New Yorker so I can craawl out ... It's all hopeless.
Newspapers for the last few days are utterly schiz'd. On one page Bloomberg is saying New Yorkers should take the terror alerts 'lightly', and that there is 'no proof' that NY is targeted. Big Brother sez! Golly, yes sir!
Then turn the page, and there's a list of memo-subjects sent to the NYPD, pointing out dozens of NYC locations that are "hot." And tonight on the news there's a section of New Jersey they say is targeted, between Newark airport, encompassing Port Elizabeth and the train tracks... So I row over to New Jersey in my little escapist row-boat to get a fresh faceful of poison gas or whatever "THEY" are serving up that day.
I don't think it does any real good to pretend the horror is NOT happening, or that it "might not happen." It is an existential issue. Certainly we could all die at any time by any means. I simply do not want to feel that the actions of my country are CREATING more nightmare and torment for me and my fellow citizenry. Where is my control -- nowhere.
I may be semi-mad from anxiety, but neither can I take a pill and forget about it. I can't say "Who cares," and go about my picayune business. Because that attitude ADDS to the reality that stands behind the whole "Homeland Insecurity" issue : that our culture is a vampire that has fed not only on the planet, but other cultures for just too bloodie long, and that there's a whole host of people who are bent on putting an end to that vampirism.
It is making life very hard for anyone with a conscience to live in the USA. I dread going out West in a few weeks and putting gasoline in a car. But how do I get around otherwise, on a horse? Maybe. Because I feel like buying gasoline is a fucking crime at this point.