Here’s one strike against Nurse Bloomberg… I think.
For reasons that don’t matter, I spent an hour or so yesterday walking the streets of Manhattan. (That’s a small island off the New Jersey coast, for the geographically-challenged among you.) I have done this before, of course, all the way back to my first venture into this country in 1973.
This time, however, I noticed an odd and annoying thing. Lots of street names were missing. You know, the little green plates that say “E 45 ST” or whatever. They weren’t there. Quite often I’d come to an intersection and there would be no sign on any of the four corners to tell me where I was.
I don’t remember having had this problem before, though it’s possible I’m just getting hyper-critical as old-fart-hood approaches. Anybody else see this?