The streets are in a rage today. Everyone is going somewhere to buy something or sell something or steal something.
Traffic is snarled and parking tickets are being written in bunches: One car in a crosswalk, two up on a sidewalk and three in a bus stop.
“These people don’t care,” a parking cop says. “Double parked, tripled parked and some of them block the whole street. We try to keep emergency lanes open and people move the barriers to park.”
It almost makes you feel sorry for the parking cops.
“We need a way to show these people who is really in charge,” the parking cop says.
Even though most New Yorkers can’t work up a holiday-shopping rage it is interesting to watch. It’s like seeing an enemy fan being hauled out of Yankee Stadium by a dozen cops. It may not be right, but you quickly come to terms with the fact that justice can take many forms.
The parking cop gets on the radio and calls a tow truck to Broadway and 56th Street.
Another car in a bus stop. A BMW with Massachusetts plates. Perfect.
Justice is served.