I work at a diamond store on West 57th Street.
This morning I counted the number of people with a cellphone in their hand.
60%.
30% of them had their eyes glued to the screen.
Lost to the world.
I have an old flip phone.
I can't do anything with it other than text and make calls.
I feel so left out.
Just like Buddha.
From RT.Com
In a stunt gone wrong, a German male caused a huge explosion in his garden after he thought it would be a bright idea to throw lit candles onto a large mound of garbage soaked in highly-flammable substances.
The man is seen hesitating and taking a few steps back in the footage, which is believed to have been taken somewhere in Germany. He tosses the candles onto the giant mountain of crumpled paper.
According to a friend of Big Al Harlow, Rick Loebach, back in 2013 the driver of this Honda crotch rocket rider was traveling at approximately 85 mph.
A VW driver was talking on a cell phone when she pulled out from a side street, apparently not seeing the motorcycle. The rider's reaction time was not sufficient enough to avoid this accident.
The car had two passengers and the bike rider was found INSIDE the car with them. The Volkswagen actually flipped over from the force of impact and landed 20 feet from where the collision took place.
All three involved (two in the car and the bike rider) were killed instantly. This graphic demonstration was placed at the Motorcycle Fair by the Police and Road Safety Department..
Pass this on to car drivers or soon to be new drivers, or new motorcycle owners and especially everyone you know who has a MOBILE phone!!! A picture is worth a thousand words.
Save a life. Stop talking on mobile phones and Texting while trying to drive.
Idiots.
In the fall of 1986 I stood at the door of the Milk Bar with Big Bernard.
The 7th Avenue nightclub was popular with he downtown set, so we were surprised to see a full stretch limo stop on Leroy Street.
A tall blonde man got out of the luxury car.
Bernard whispered, "Donald Trump. You think he tips."
"We'll soon find out." I eyed his bodyguards.
Ex-cops and I said, "Sorry, it's a private party tonight."
"You know who this is?" asked the taller ex-cop. He looked 20th Precinct.
"Yeah, some white boy with a shitty wig job," I said voce sotte.
Donald Trump was shit in my eyes as were all the rich of New York."
"What's your name?" demanded Donald.
"Fuck you." I had no trouble saying this, since he was known as a pedophile for young blondes. "You ain't coming in."
"I could buy this place ten times over."
"Maybe tomorrow, but not tonight." I pushed him aside, as three blonde models approached the entrance.
"He's not coming in, is he?"
Donald smiled with dentist-perfected teeth.
Mine were starting to yellowing and I said, "Not now."
"Good." I waved the three models past Bernard.
Donald tried to duke me a c-note.
I chucked the bill on the street.
"LikeI said, not tonight."
He was man enough to walk away. His bodyguard glared at me. I had fucked a little of their night. The limo disappeared down Leroy Street. Bernard bent over for the $100 bill. I beat him to it.
"Huh?"
"50/50."
"Yeah, man."
I went downstairs to change the bill. I offered the three models drinks. They were happy to be here and I was happy to have told Donald to 'fuck off'.
Especially with his c-note in my pocket.
He was a piece of shit.
And money would never change that.
On Jun 13, 2016 moon landing denier Bart Sibrel followed Apollo 11 astronaut Edwin “Buzz” Aldrin out of a Hollywood hotel and relentlessly harassed him about whether he actually landed on the moon. Buzz reacted. Many have seen the short clip of the actual punch, but note how much verbal confrontation preceded it. Sibrel has pulled similar stunts with many other Apollo astronauts. Californian authorities have decided against prosecuting former astronaut Buzz Aldrin after he punched a documentary maker who claimed his moon missions were faked.
According to www.thevintagenews.com Mr Aldrin responded by punching Mr Sibrel, but said he merely struck out to defend himself and his stepdaughter, who was with him at the time.Mr Aldrin, famous for his participation in the Apollo 11 moon landing in 1969, hit Bart Sibrel after he approached the former astronaut outside a hotel in Beverley Hills, Los Angeles and demanded he swear on a Bible that the landing was not staged.
Beverly Hills police investigated the incident, which occurred 9 September, but said that the charges were dropped after witnesses came forward to say that Mr Sibrel had aggressively poked Mr Aldrin with the Bible before he was punched.
Witnesses also told police that Mr Sibrel had lured Mr Aldrin to the hotel under false pretences in order to interview him. Deputy District Attorney Elizabeth Ratinoff told Reuters news agency that a videotape shot by a cameraman hired by Mr Sibrel had shown the film-maker follow Mr Aldrin, calling him a “thief, liar and coward”.
Mr Sibrel handed over the tape to police investigators, but as Mr Sibrel sustained no visible injury and did not seek medical attention, and Mr Aldrin had no previous criminal record, no charges were filed. Mr Sibrel says his new documentary proves the Apollo 11 landings were faked by the Nasa space agency in order to fool the then-Soviet Union into thinking the US had beaten them in the space race.
I would have clipped the punk too.
Also with my left.
I need my right for holding beer.
To see the punch go to the following url
https://www.thevintagenews.com/2016/06/13/buzz-aldrin-punches-moon-landing-denier-bart-sibrel/
The park before the Plaza Hotel in New York has a fountain bordered by leafy shade trees. Most people avoid sitting on the stone ledges or benches, since thousands of pigeon rest on the branches and thousands of them defecate every day. These two women ignore the danger to eat ice cream out of the sun.
Something bad was bound to happen.
Pigeons are nasty.
And the park surface is even nastier.
Stupid, but they were alone.
Texters are oblivious to everything other than what is on their phones.
