New Year’s Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time.
…can now tell you what it is like when someone pulls the Emergency Cord on the subway…
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
It’s true, there really once was a 13th Avenue on Manhattan’s West Side—built on landfill in the 1830s starting at about 11th Street and going to 25th Street. Here’s part of it on an 1899 map from the New York Public Library digital collection.
Wonders how I can hear that this was the warmest decade on record on one of the coldest brrrrrrrrrrrrr days of the year…