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New York City

  • The Worst Airport Terminal in America?

    Could this be the worst airport terminal there is?

  • Another Concept of Journalism

    “If you are going after the news, you’re working 60 hours a week, you’re drinking hard. I think I burned out a little bit. But I took away the feeling that the news was useful. . . . I knew more and more of the truth but I couldn’t quite convey it. The news became [...]

  • New York City Notebook

    I keep an oblongly rectangular reporter’s notebook in my back pocket at all times. I take little notes all day long – it could be said that I am an inveterate scribbler – so that I can record conversations, impressions, and descriptions to write about later on this travelogue. The following are excerpts from my [...]

  • End of the Line in America

    End of the Line in AmericaI went down to the Port Authority in Manhattan to get on a Greyhound bus to Rochester, New York. I walked down through the terminal, located my gate, and there found around 200 friggin’ people wanting to get on my bus. I was taken aback at first, but then resolved [...]

  • Woolly Mammoth Skeleton

    Woolly Mammoth Skeleton at American Museum of Natural HistoryI spent an insurmountable amount of time when I was a little kid staring into a postcard of a woolly mammoth skeleton. The card was postmarked sometime in the 1950s, and some guy wrote an incredibly general message to another guy upon the back of it. What [...]

  • Photography Lesson in New York City

    Photography Lesson in New York City“Photography is painting with light.”Photography has always been a subject that has stuck in my craw, for I simply do not understand what is so complex about pointing a box-like instrument at something and pushing a button. I can point and I can push buttons. I am not impressed when [...]

  • Time to Leave New York City

    Time to Leave New York CityA sketch book sketcher clandestinely sketches a boy playing a guitar and a harmonica in the Metropolitan subway stop of Brooklyn. The guitar and harmonica boy has short, ratty white-person dreadlocks and plays songs for alms in the subways of New York City. He has a nice Fival Mousekewitz hat [...]

  • What is a Global Citizen

    What is a Global Citizen? “I am no more modern than ancient, no more French than Chinese, and the idea of a native country – that is to say, the imperative to live on one bit of ground marked red or blue on the map and to hate the other bits in green or black [...]

  • USA People Not Robots

    USA People Not RobotsI try to be nice to people. I just intuitively (usually) act in a way that can be considered polite. My parents made sure that I was polite and respectful as a child and I did so automatically. . . probably just because my parents told me to. Now that I am [...]

  • Office Pranks

    Office PranksThe prankster began to grow weary in the stale, office-like, and shockingly sterile university environment in which he was studying in New York City. He figured that he had to start pulling pranks to keep himself from shriveling up into a beastly serious prune. He had to start pulling pranks to save his own [...]