Walking around Manhattan on this beautiful autumn day. Away for a couple of weeks and I see many more closed eateries, bars, retail shops. For Rent signs are proliferating even in the ground-floor windows of expensive new condo towers and A and B office buildings. It's looking about as bad as 2002. Let's hope the slide doesn't continue at too steep a pace or we're all screwed.
If it comes to that, I'll set up a box on a busy street corner in the financial district and sell directly the consumer -- not apples at 5 cents apiece like in 1933. More like terroir-driven Italian wines at a coupla bux above cost. No free samples though. And if it's corked, I don't wanna hear about it.
To anticipate your pointing out the obvious, let me remind you that the newest edition of the bail-out, which I like to call the Society for Distressed Gentlefolk Welfare Plan, will provide more tax breaks for my intended customers.
I love you, America!
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good call! liquor licences are for the weak! im with you - pour me a glass, uncle strappo...
Posted by: Morgan | October 01, 2008 at 01:24 PM
You know, we hear terrible rumors that even in the reign of King Mikey there has been corruption and stuff.* So if he manages to alter the system to win hisself a 3rd term, we ain't gonna need no liquor license. Which in any case isn't expensive here in the Big Apple.
*Consider toppling cranes, naughty inspectors and the slow dying of the Working Class.
Posted by: strappo | October 01, 2008 at 01:48 PM