The Mall in Central Park
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fun for children (and adults) of all ages |
Sure wish I knew why Domain Tools' ad partner thinks I'm interested in checking out "Bang Bros" WHILE I'M DOING A TOTALLY UNRELATED WHOIS SEARCH. Trust me, I wasn't looking up the owner of Naked.com.
It is foolish and childish, on the face of it, to affiliate ourselves with anything so insignificant and patently contrived and commercially exploitive as a professional sports team, and the amused superiority and icy scorn that the non-fan directs at the sports nut (I know this look -- I know it by heart) is understandable and almost unanswerable. Almost. What is left out of this calculation, it seems to me, is the business of caring -- caring deeply and passionately, really caring -- which is a capacity or an emotion that has almost gone out of our lives. And so it seems possible that we have come to a time when it no longer matters so much what the caring is about, how frail or foolish is the object of that concern, as long as the feeling itself can be saved. Naivete -- the infantile and ignoble joy that sends a grown man or woman to dancing and shouting with joy in the middle of the night over the haphazardous flight of a distant ball -- seems a small price to pay for such a gift.
Along with 4 accomplices, I hopped on an early bus on Sunday and spent the day roaming the City of Brotherly Love (and Insane Eagles Fans). We paid tribute to heroes like Paula Abdul at the National Liberty Museum, scarfed multiple cheesesteaks and watched large Canadian men bludgeon each other with sticks.
It was quite the cultural experience.
Another way of putting it is when, you know, I'm busy and Nancy [Pelosi is] busy with our mop cleaning up somebody else’s mess -- we don’t want somebody sitting back saying, you're not holding the mop the right way. (Applause.) Why don’t you grab a mop, why don’t you help clean up. (Applause.) You're not mopping fast enough. (Laughter.) That's a socialist mop. (Laughter and applause.) Grab a mop -- let’s get to work.
I appreciate all that is curious and strange. Good thing I live in New York City.
