Life doesn't seem to ask for guilt, doesn't have time for our tragic embarrassment -- it wants a direct response. It is making it simple for us. It is showing the way.
Corruption has taken a sophisticated form. It has been enlarged from the usual millions under the table, unchanged since Tammany Hall and beyond, to the modern era of marketing.
The President's press secretary will claim that the arms are under control, but he will deny that peace is inside each of us and is in fact helping him speak? Someone should tell him that we can hear peace shouting through the loops in his vowels.
The city-as-monoculture can only continue with surveillance, stop-and-frisks, eminent domain, developer tax windfalls and all the illegal activity brazenly called Progress and New York Greatness.