Pirates

Lower Manhattan is always wall-to-wall people, more so than many areas of Midtown Manhattan.  My long day today brought me there for an appointment and then a meeting which happened to be almost directly across the street (Broadway) from one another, and thenceforth a dinner meeting in the Tribeca (TRIangle BElow CAnal Street) area. 

In Lower Manhattan you will always share the sidewalk with lots of other people. Had I stayed on Broadway just one hour longer, then I would have shared the sidewalks not only with Barack Hussein Obama (who was there to dedicate the One World Trade Center construction and then do some campaign fundraising), but also his retinue of sedan chair litter carriers, cup bearers, teleprompter technicians, SS men (I leave it to you, Dear Reader, to decide whether this stands for "Secret Service" or "Schutzstaffel") and other tax-dollar supported sycophants.

Which wouldn't be so bad, except that for every one of them there are a few hundred Obamatrons who would pay for the privilege of seeing The Messiah up front.

But, as I said, the timing got me out of the worst of that crowd.

Meanwhile, about 40 miles to the east of New York City, the Long Island Maritime Museum is hosting a Pirate Festival this weekend.  How asinine and absurd!  Pirates, you will recall, were the terrorists of their day.  Glorification of pirates is glorification of terrorism. [Never mind that I like Gilbert & Sullivan's Pirates of Penzance.].

The U.S. Constitution (Art. 1, Section 8) authorizes Congress to grant Letters of Marque against pirates.  Maybe they should issue Letters of Marque against pirate festivals.