Gail Collins of the NYT yearns for another blackout in New York City:

When we had our famous blackout here in 2003 it was sort of wonderful. I walked home from The Times just at dusk and everybody was sitting outside restaurants, eating the food before it spoiled, walking around and talking. There was one young couple with their little boy, and the father kept telling him that this was an historic moment and he had better remember every single thing. There were neighbors sitting outside my building with flashlights, helping people find their apartments. I’d be happy to go through it again. For one day. Every decade or two.

She forgets that urban blackouts aren’t always pleasant.