I’m OK, thanks for asking. The gasoline situation is tense. Those who want to help, can’t, because you don’t know when the gas will flow again. I filled up the tank on Monday night. I have three-quarters left but with a noreaster queuing up, I’m not making any extra trips.
For my part, my family is just fine. The Old Man, Lev, and Ghost were hunkered down under the Old Man’s generator-assisted roof in NJ while LB & Co. were high and dry in Western Queens. We are blessed. The Old Man is still without power, and has picked up gas on work trips up to Albany. There is rationing now. RATIONING.
Can’t say the same for a lot of very good people down the Shore (Jrz still has peeps there), in Staten Island (just saw on FB that some in Supe’s family were flooded out), Coney Island (Mets4Ever, remember him? A Coney Island guy), and the Rockaways – which I hear are utterly devastated, heard straight from the mouths of folks who went down to ferry out family stranded down there. Relief efforts are hampered by the gas shortage. Everyone is holing up almost instinctively.
There have been lootings even in nice neighborhoods.
Long Beach went under lockdown from within. Lots of cops have houses down there, and they keep the worst elements out to protect their own.
No power in even the nicest neighborhoods on the north side of Queens.
Fuck you, Mayor Bloomberg. Worst Mayor Ever.
And fuck you Media, I’m glad I have a blog, because I can say that the coverage has been all-kiss-the-mayor-and-president’s-ass and a huge insult and disservice has been inflicted on good people effected.