How is New York?

Numerous people have asked, and I feel I've failed to respond to the inquiries.

New York is difficult to sum up in a meaningful way. Right now, it's loud with taxis honking and trucks rumbling. It's thundering in claps loud enough to set off car alarms. Though the lights are on, the flowers have been taken in for the night across the street at Adinah's Farm.

New York is about planning how to get to the next event. It's about selecting an option from too many menus. It's about living more and reflecting less.

When you're happy with friends, you're as happy as you can be - you're tied into the great, gleaming buzz of the city that towers around you, the warm laughter-filled candlelight somewhere nice where the steady traffic whispers by soothingly. It's hard to beat.

When you're lonely, you're truly lonely - surrounded by an ocean of humanity and not a drop to drink, the sight of endless rows of diversions that have no meaning or lie out of reach on a solitary cab ride home. It's hard to beat.

But the city, generally, is a colossal backdrop for the processes and trappings of life.

I do feel the city needs to get its "oomph" back. Obviously, it needs to get beyond the financial crisis to the extent possible. It needs better subways. It needs more development. It needs to show its dynamism with more modern, iconic towers to rival the emblematic Chrysler Building and Empire State Building in the public mind. In particular, it needs to thrust something (more powerful than the current plan) skyward down at the tip of the island to fill what is both an aesthetic and psychological void where the twin towers once stood.

I think a few images will help to give a better sense of the gist of New York in the summer of 2009. I've thrown together a little slideshow of sorts, and when I get it posted online, I'll be sure to share it here.