The Great Wake 69: Broadway Is Dead

 

The mooning of Manhattan, gag on this gag.  Thinking we care about your rules of your laws or your slow grinds of your justice.  Stand down, out of the way.  Traitors should probably be more discreet, but thanks for the validation.  This is personal.

The cocky chipmunk aside, these enemies are in attack mode.  They are cowards, so it's not really a problem, but we must now get prepared for the game.  Because it is on, and it is a game.  A fine diversion, one that matters, a shallow display of scoundrel patriotism is to be expected.  Don't fall for it.

That smell you smell is New York City, its toilets are clogged with flimsy indictments, its rats have never eaten so well, its district attorneys are piece of shit assholes.  Its cops are too fat.  It's buildings are small and dumpy.  Its streets suck.  Broadway is dead.