Not In Keeping

In last Sunday’s post about places I’ve seen, there was one pic which, for various reasons, didn’t make the cut:

As a long-ago Reader once commented:  “The best view of Manhattan is through a bomb-sight.”

Like so many cities, the place is best viewed from a distance because a) it smells and b) Noo Yawkers.  And of course there’s the political thing.

Despite all that, however, I like NYFC even though (to quote another Reader) it’s “mostly hype and hicks”.  And I’m not talking about the members of the International Hayseed Set who can be found gawping at Times Square and forming long lines at the Statue;  having lived there for three years, I’ve found most New Yorkers to be unbelievably parochial and yes, hicks.  What else can explain a city which serves the most over-priced-yet-average food in North America, and thinks that if it doesn’t happen in NYC, it doesn’t matter?

New Wife has never been to NYFC, so at some point I may have to grit my teeth and take her there.  Or not.  The price (to me) may just be too high.

True Story

Apparently Rep. Frederica Willams (Communist-FL) was on her way to a speaking engagement when she discovered she’d forgotten to brush her teeth.  She stopped at a Walgreens on the way, and sent her assistant into the store to get her a toothbrush.

“Can I get a toothbrush for Congresswoman Williams?” she asked the clerk breathlessly.
The clerk thought for a moment, then replied, “Sounds like a fair trade.”

OMG — I think I’m going to be arrested for that.

Then, And Now

It would appear as though Miami Beach is no longer the “in-place” for the glitterati, because of rowdy behavior:

South Beach is losing its appeal with some buyers “because of how loud it can be, how dangerous it can be,” said Antonio del Rosario, a New York real-estate agent who also works in Miami. “Many of my clients don’t want to be there.”

Let me tell it like it is.  I used to work for a South Florida-based company, spent a week a month down there for nearly four years, and South Beach was always a scummy area.  So no matter how trendy the place, or how highly it was regarded by “celebrities”, I never felt safe there and couldn’t wait to leave.

I mean, Madonna  supposedly owns a condo there, which should tell you all you need to know.

I’m Special

If there’s anything that’s guaranteed to piss me off (other than all legislation proposed by socialists), it’s when some asswipe thinks that rules don’t apply to them because, well… because.

I’m not talking about regulations or laws, by the way;  I’m talking about rules of an establishment, or of a gathering:  that sort.  Nothing pisses me off much more than when a restaurant has a dress code, and some dickhead arrives in a t-short and shorts demanding to be seated — and nothing cheers me more than when he is told by said restaurant’s management to fuck off (politely or, preferably, rudely).

Here’s a case in point:

A bride was faced with the awkward task of asking guests to leave her wedding after they brought their children along — even though she had explicitly warned that it was a child-free event in the invitation.
The anonymous woman posted her story on Reddit this week, recalling the drama that unfolded when a family friend and her husband brought their unwelcome toddler and infant to her big day.
Though she tried to handle it tactfully, the exchange soon grew heated and she asked the couple to leave — a decision that thousands of Redditors have now defended, telling her she was well within her rights.

Of course she was.  I wonder what makes someone think, when they see on the invitation that children are not welcome, that “Oh well… I’m going to take my kids anyway!”

What did they think would happen?

And then, when asked to leave, “the exchange soon grew heated” ?  So now you get all aggro when confronted about your appalling lack of manners?

Here’s another one:

A mother has come under scrutiny after a video of her raging at a dog handler for not allowing her daughter to pet a service dog went viral.
In the altercation filmed on December 19, Megan Stoff was with a golden retriever, Nala, in a busy Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania shopping mall, when a mother and her young daughter approached them.
Asking if her daughter could pet the working pooch, Megan and a co-worker told the mother ‘no’, as petting a service dog can interfere with its training.
Allegedly, just minutes later, after walking away the woman returned in a rage and began shouting at Megan and her co-workers.
The mother says: ‘That was definitely very rude how she talked to me.
‘Firstly you should have a sign [saying not to touch the dog], and secondly she should not have said “no”, she could’ve said “sorry the dog is in training”, that would’ve been nicer.’
Megan tells the woman to walk away, and points out Nala’s vest has the words ‘Please do not pet me I’m working’ written on both sides of it, along with ‘Do not touch’ and ‘Do not pet’.
She adds that it’s illegal to ‘harass a service dog’.
Expressing her contempt at the manner in which she was told ‘no’, the mother soon realizes she’s being filmed and tensions escalate further when she threatens to call her lawyer.

Once again:  despite a clearly-posted rule, some asshole decides that the rules don’t apply to her — and then, when the transgression (and lack of manners) is pointed out to her, she loses her shit.

All because her lickle itty-bitty kiddie wasn’t allowed to pet a dog.  And don’t get me started on the calling-in-the-lawyers part.  Were I the dog trainer and been threatened with lawyers, I’d have called in the cops and had the bitch arrested — and pressed charges — because, duh, it’s illegal to interfere with a service dog, and the silly woman should be called on her idiocy and lack of manners.

There was a custom back in my favorite era (VIctorian / Edwardian times) when a lack of manners would occasion being thrashed with a riding-crop or cane, in public, by the person being offended.  Along with so many other institutions of the time, I want to see this one brought back.

No Shit, She-Lock

You have to be utterly self-absorbed and narcissistic to post something like this:

Apparently some things are too much, even for the French, and I can see why.  Fucking hell, I’ve seen more demure clothing on the midnight shift during Fleet Week.  From now on, every new edition of the dictionary will feature this woman’s picture under “Trashy”, and rightly so.

And of course, every bloody barracks-room lawyer is going to whine that the Louvre’s rules (note the capitalization, idiot) technically allow any outfits, even one like hers inside the building.  Yeah, fine, and I’m quite aware that the museum isn’t a church too.

But:  let’s hear it for the Louvre guard who didn’t want the priceless works of art inside his building sullied by this whore I mean “influencer”.  (Oh yeah, she has X thousand “followers” and groupies, so that excuses everything.  Not.)

Of course, she is Australian so it’s understandable that she would have no class, manners or sense of decorum, but that just makes me all the more satisfied that someone would actually step up and say, “Non!”

There should be more of that.  A lot more.