I've heard all the clichés about New Yorkers, but here's a little story that proves them all false. Contrary to popular belief, even rich and smug Manhattanites can teach us a lesson once in a while.
It seems a busy BMW owner kept getting speeding tickets. He'd careen to work, race home, zip around on vacation. His gas pedal was permanently stuck to the floor. It was like the cops never gave the poor dude a break: every time he took a corner on two wheels there'd be more flashing lights in his rear view mirror. It was like the poor guy was cursed.
Whereas the rest of us would just pay the tab and cry into our Budweisers, though, this guy had a brilliant idea: if there was some way of making it hard for cops to write his details down, some of these tickets would get lost. But how on earth could somebody do that?
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you my New York Hero of 2011:
Put me down for I1lIl1I.
Eighteen Questions Part Two
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A few days ago I recycled a 2008 post, with 18 questions shared by the late
Michael Liebmann. Many of the issues discussed have seen dramatic changes
in th...
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