Bansky is in New York. 
Here’s a map of what he’s done so far. Some worship him.
Others not so much. 
Whatever anyone thinks, he’ll be hyping it up in the city for another two weeks. I’m just hoping to catch Sirens of the Lambs. 
Although it might be hard to find.
I went to a concert last night in Brooklyn where everyone attending was white and everyone serving was black.
Nine Inch Nails, Barclay’s Center
I took the subway home. 
I walked a few blocks. 
And thought about that some more.
He looked calm and sensible in his slim black jacket, a cigarette held idly up. “But, mom, they’re all drug addicts.” 
He was quiet after that, listening, looking at his fingers. I wondered who he was talking about. Siblings? reality TV?
But I was late for work.
Las Vegas is probably the best place for people watching. 
But the New York subway system is a close second.
That’s right. No signal.
In a big city known for big-name theater, it is a pleasure to find something of quality not so hyped.
The Compass Rose, a simple story of lost love, is set in a bar and staged in the very same – Ryan’s Daughter Pub on the Upper East Side 
The characters, a pair of ex-lovers, walk back and forth through the audience as they attempt to decipher their past.
It is visceral theater, well worth the $18; the house ale, at $5, is a fair price too.
New York’s Metropolitan Transit Authority can make life miserable for passengers.
It offers a dubious weekend service, detouring and canceling trains, making inefficiency feel like persecution. 
Sometimes all you can do is hang on. 
Occupy Wall Street launched its campaign two years ago in Zuccotti Park.
Two years later, it is now occupied by World Trade Center construction workers – at least for their lunch break. 
In 1989, President Bush nominated John Tower for Secretary of Defense, an appointment that the press and public attacked not because of his hawkish politics but for his reputation as a womanizer and drinker.
A similar fate met Gary Hart in his 1987 presidential bid.
Anthony Weiner’s candidacy for New York City mayor flopped for the same reasons. 
None of these people were judged on their public policy, but on their private indiscretions. I don’t understand why, beyond his family and friends, anyone cares. Indeed what if the same skewed thinking had been applied to two American icons – JFK & MLK – for their weaknesses for the fairer sex?.
Marilyn Monroe offers her birthday wishes to JFK
What if their indiscretions had been made public while they were alive? Would they have been cast from office?
Consider this pop quiz: Which of the following personalities would you vote for?
Candidate A drinks a quart of brandy every day and is a habitual smoker.
Candidate B has had a long-standing extramarital affair and believes in the occult.
Candidate C neither smokes nor drinks and is a vegetarian.
Yes, of course it’s a trick. That’s the point. (A: Winston Churchill, B: FDR, C: Adolf Hitler)
It was that plane – that was it – vanishing, a plane into a building and then that smoke billowing out, that sideways hole, and the other, turning as it hit, nose out perfectly and fireballs, screaming on the ground and crap everywhere and watching and watching, the building coming down, its radio antennae like a hat, a boy’s hat, and puffing out, all of it sinking, the dust of it, bits sticking up. 
And then everyone saying childish things because that’s all they had and listening and waiting for better angles and thinking it might mean something, to give it meaning, something like this, this thing, impossible and obvious, and not doing anything, just watching, footage, pictures, and thinking that it must be something. 9-11. A phone number, nothing. * (*From All In)
White: blue dots; African American: green dots; Asian: red; Latino: orange; all others: brown (Created by Dustin Cable at University of Virginia’s Weldon Cooper Center for Public Service)
See more city maps here: http://www.wired.com/design/2013/08/how-segregated-is-your-city-this-eye-opening-map-shows-you/#slideid-210281
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