Car Wars: This Time The MTA Strikes Back!

Like most New Yorkers this morning, my day began with a few taps on the snooze button, an open-palm fist-fight with an old Greek lady for the last free cab left in Queens and a two hour long journey into the parking lot known yesterday as the Midtown Tunnel.

Sure, I could bitch and complain about the news of the city-wide transit strike like the mass media might expect. Yes, the ordeal was unnerving, soul-scrapingly sardonic. And okay fine, I was super late to work, out $68 and 42 cents in taxi, railroad and hot chocolate fares combined. But just like our blistering blackouts, with the true spirit of the Big Apple, our boycotts have brought the entire city together as one. Rich and poor, male and female, white, black and everything in between...

Speaking of, in an odd and unexpected show of solidarity with the city's protesting transit workers, Michael Jackson has just announced he too will be striking, that is, at one minute past midnight tonight, he will cease molesting young boys, at least until the subway starts running again.




In a related story, President Bush declared his unwavering intent to continually protest truth, justice and the laws of Intelligent Benign.