Sometimes it’s useful that I’m a jewish American princess
And my greatest vice is not drugs, alcohol or diamonds
But taking taxis
You see my first apartments in NYC were out in the Siberia of Brooklyn
Where I would be stuck riding the 2 train at midnight for oh an hour
I vowed that if I ever could afford to live in Manhattan
And have the extra cash for taxis I would just never ride the train again
And you know what
That and the fact that just about everything I like to do is downtown
Has been mostly keeping me in yellow cabs ever since
Granted the payback is often finding myself un-able to breathe with my head hanging out the window
How the hell can you subject people to sitting in your cab if you refuse to bathe?
But yesterday
When I taxied to Soho, walked back, walked to meet lizita and debbilah at a groovy avenue a joint
I was glad
Because of the subway threat
When my brother called all the way from California to warn me
I laughed
Mat doesn’t know
How Jappy his older sister is
And proud of it
But it was a throw back
To those days of September
And to all the new things we’re now
Already used to
Like armed guards at our bridges and tunnels
the NYC subway
During rush hour
There is no more powerful an energy then the buzz of thousands and thousands of commuters who are convinced that losing say two seconds to tie a shoe or worse yet, miss a train when another one will be a full five minutes away is worse then death..
Try it one day, just a train car opens…attempt to block the path of an old lady..
Honey she will knock you on your ass
But living in city as crowded as this one
I am reminded too
Of what a crowd like that can do when and if they become frightened
It’s a scary time
A crazy time
A time of lost innocence
And I hope it ends soon
