Do it for the countless children of immigrant parents, poring over books late into the night so as not to render their parents struggle futile. Do it for the voiceless, in every sense, who yearn to be heard. Do it to send a colossal stop in the face of hate, and force it to come… Continue reading Judgement Day, or the more politically correct term, Election Day.
Perched high on the list of "Things I Would Rather Die Than Do" communal experiences of a New Yorker is the daily commute to work or school *cue collective groan*. Plagued by constant service delays, carts overflowing with people shoulder-to-shoulder whose combined stench provides for an unpleasant ride in an airtight express train, as well… Continue reading Overheard in New York.