Holy Furquing Spit!!!
Think you had a shit day yesterday?
Well, at least you didn't plunge into the Hudson River on a plane headed for sunny North Carolina, motherfuckers.
So yesterday I popped into Newsbar to grab a soy latte before going to see my therapist and talk about myself for an hour. Because I was trying to have a Me-Day.
Newsbar has these three flatscreen tvs that hover over the chalkboard that lists the variety of pricey (but oh so yummy) coffee drinks. The TVs run continuous feeds from various news channels, and usually I find it really distracting.
But yesterday I just stared, agape, as three televisions streamed video of the crash of US Air Flight 1549, which had plunged into the frigid Hudson just minutes before, only blocks from where I was.
Talk about quickly snapping things into perspective.
The sight was breathtaking and horrible, as I imagined the poor, terrified, freezing passengers and what their final thoughts must have been before crashing into the river to meet their icy doom.
But everyone on board survived.
Amazing, just amazing.
The captain, it was said, was a total superhero; he glided the plane to a
gentle(ish) landing, literally floating atop the river, allowing everyone to get out.
Commuter ferries and police boats from NY and NJ descended upon the wreckage and heroically got everyone to safety.
Today I'm really proud of my city.
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