I roll around New York City several days every week, and as much as I love this city and call it home there are people who should not be allowed public contact and yet they are out in force every day of the week.
Harsh words Mia you say want to explain? When you’re rolling down the street in a wheelchair with a service dog and you choose to stay as close as possible to the wall giving everyone else 6 feet plus of sidewalk, and yet there are at least a dozen people every day given the choice between 4inches between you and the wall or 6 feet to the curb will think it’s ok to attempt to climb over your chair rubbing their crutch over your body and when you complain they let loose in a tirade of profanity and physical threats.Yes unfortunately it happens multiple times a day.
Then there are the people who think the ramp cut out on the corner is the perfect place to stop and have long conversations, and when you politely yell from the middle of the road “can you clear the ramp please?” you get a filthy look and reply of “can’t you wait?
Wait? Its fifth Ave in peak hour Manhattan, no I can’t wait and stay alive, so when I keep rolling and they’re forced to move f bombs fly even in front of their kids.
Yes this is everyday life in Manhattan when you have wheels under your ass.
So if people think it’s ok to be such assholes every other day of the week the only thing I can put the sheer love I felt yesterday down to, was the joint fear for our mother earth and despite what we normally believe or how we normally act we under stood without words that we all needed to be there to let the cronies on Capitol hill know to quote that famous movie
“were mad and were not going to take it anymore”
loved by all we finally after two hours started marching and by halfway through a cop told us over 300,000 were marching. The world was letting the politicians know get your head out of your elected asses and make climate control law or your ass won’t be re-elected.
It was a beautiful day with beautiful intelligent people and every one of us left exhausted but ready if asked to turn around and do it all over again if that’s what it takes.