You gotta love New Yorkers. Tonight on the corner of 46th and Second Avenue, I saw a bunch of roadbloacks and cops. Knowing I was near the UN, I asked one young cop, “So officer, what’s going on tonight? You guys getting ready for that jerk to come to the UN tomorrow?”
For a moment I wondered if perhaps I should not have been so frank. After all, you never know how someone is going to interpret something. And some people are touchy. Maybe he would imagine I was demeaning his job or something. But the cop smiled.
“Yep,” he said. “Him and all the other jerks at the U.N.”
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