Meth will do crazy things to your. Trust. A couple of days with no sleep + dehydration + Drano carving holes in your brain & all of a sudden flinging yourself in front of a train doesn't seem so far-fetched.
I'm sorry, nothing compares to the SFPD shutting down the Bay Bridge for 11 hours because of a jumper, on a Friday, at mid-day. That so totally fucked up my weekend.
How in the heck is the L train the most cool line in town? It doesn't go anywhere interesting. It's what, an 8 minute ride under the East River? At least the D train goes past Yankee stadium after hitting 3 boroughs. And don't get me started on the A train. There's a friggin jazz tune about it. Paaaaleeassseeeee!!
@afterabe: The A train is over 30 miles long, going from sealevel (at the Rockaways) to the highest point in Manhattan (181st Street). Nothing but nothing beats the A train.
Wow, I'm glad I wasted 2 minutes watching these worthless videos. When a video is raunchy, it's tagged with NSFW. I propose that when videos are this boring, they're tagged with NWW, as in Not Worth Watching.
We got sort of a journalistic ethics problem here.
Given that:
A) A train evacuation situation and a spectacular transit foul-up is definitely of newsworthy importance to Gawker readership, whatever the cause.
and also
B) If that cause is in fact suicide-related, it's a general journalistic practice not to overplay it. Suicides on the transit system are, sadly, common enough so as to generally not be newsworthy. Moreover, despite the "they were gonna do it anyway" argument, reputable studies have concluded that sensationalized media accounts of suicide can and do bump up the incidence of others.
I don't mean to seem über-punctilious. Just handle with care, Gawker.
Wow, I feel like such a jaded New Yorker when I say, the copious delays I suffered through at the hands of the MTA (flooding, sick passengers, frozen switches, the occasional death, 9/11, train congestion, police incidents at 42nd street, people not standing clear of the closing doors, Fulton Street at 8:58am, tourists holding the doors or getting their fanny-backpack, Bloomingdale's Big Brown Bags stuck in the doors, Tuesday just because, President Street in Brooklyn every friggin morning!...etc.) nothing fazes me. Nothing surprises me. We damn near pitch a tent and hang laundry. What's a little 10am train shuffle? Call me when the train's are delayed because they've literally driven into hell's fifth dimension, and not just the sweltering toilets that serve as most train stops.
10/08/09
10/08/09
10/08/09
10/08/09
10/08/09
10/07/09
10/08/09
10/08/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/08/09
10/07/09
10/08/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
You go Gato.
10/07/09
10/07/09
Given that:
A) A train evacuation situation and a spectacular transit foul-up is definitely of newsworthy importance to Gawker readership, whatever the cause.
and also
B) If that cause is in fact suicide-related, it's a general journalistic practice not to overplay it. Suicides on the transit system are, sadly, common enough so as to generally not be newsworthy. Moreover, despite the "they were gonna do it anyway" argument, reputable studies have concluded that sensationalized media accounts of suicide can and do bump up the incidence of others.
I don't mean to seem über-punctilious. Just handle with care, Gawker.
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09
10/07/09