I’m standing on the southwest corner of Lexington Avenue and 58th Street in Manhattan waiting for the light to change so that I can cross over to the northwest corner. There is a car in the crosswalk of 58th Street (in front of me) waiting to make a right turn onto Lexington Avenue while passengers are crossing Lexington Avenue in front of him. Right behind him is a Nazimobile waiting to make a right turn too. The light is about to change red—which means the Nazi would have to wait through another red light if he can’t make his turn … Continue reading Sure Wish I Could Have a Siren, Flashing Lights, and a Gun