A traffic moment

In lower Manhattan a bike runs a red light across the intersection in front of me, taking me surprise.

Me: You a-------, you run a red light, I hit you with my car, and then you go and f---ing blame the Jews!

 ND: Wow... no pent up trauma there. 

Israel on 5th - The Non-Parade

They didn't want to call it a parade today. With an exception or two, there was no live music. Families from the hostage forum marched calling, 

"What do we want?" 

"All of them!" 

"When do we want them?" 

"Now!"

I didn't know those details until later. I was marching with a school. By the time the schools got on the route, it felt in many ways very much like the usual parade.

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