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Level of Mental Illness
00:07:31
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| It's that time. | |
| It's that time, my friends. | |
| Perambulating to a meeting. | |
| But enough about me. | |
| This is what you want to see. | |
| The streets, the bowels. | |
| I'm on my way today to a... | |
| I'll tell you about it afterwards. | |
| It's a unique meeting of sorts that I will talk about. | |
| But first and foremost, I want to just mention today Or now. | |
| Just how I cannot believe the level of mental illness that I'm seeing. | |
| See the horse? | |
| See the horse? | |
| See that? | |
| Can you make out the horse? | |
| Anyway. | |
| The level of mental illness that I am seeing exhibited by people that I normally consider to be somewhat rational. | |
| Is out of this world. | |
| Check this out here. | |
| This is the most real estate dog. | |
| When you walk by and see this, it just sits there. | |
| That's the dog tripod. | |
| I cannot believe the level of absolute insanity. | |
| Very good place, by the way. | |
| This used to be a place called Taboon. | |
| And you see that fire? | |
| You see that? | |
| Can you see that fiery... | |
| What is it? | |
| Can you see that? | |
| Maybe you can't. | |
| It's this kind of like a... | |
| The hearth. | |
| Can you see it there? | |
| It looks like a pizza oven. | |
| It was called a Taboon. | |
| And it's Middle Eastern, Israeli. | |
| Very good. | |
| Falafel. | |
| I mean, let's face it. | |
| How can you screw up falafel? | |
| Seriously. | |
| Now, by the way, check this out. | |
| These are the neighborhood guys who sit around. | |
| Oh, we almost saw a collision. | |
| Check these guys. | |
| They sit here all day and just raise hell. | |
| I'm a kid. | |
| I'm 38. Speaking a language that is yet to be deciphered. | |
| But they're harmless. | |
| Lest you have any consideration for ambiguity, no trespassing, no smoking, no drinking, no loitering. | |
| Everybody's loitering. | |
| Everybody's drinking. | |
| What are you talking about? | |
| But those fellers sit. | |
| Didn't bother anybody. | |
| Back to what I was saying. | |
| I can't go into detail. | |
| You wouldn't know these people. | |
| But Mrs. L and I today were beyond shocked. | |
| At the level of insanity that we are dealing with on a regular basis. | |
| Seriously. | |
| People that we consider to be, you know, friends. | |
| You know, regular friends. | |
| I think there was a suicide here. | |
| I know there was one around the corner from us that was sad one day. | |
| I saw this blanket. | |
| Not a blanket, but a sheet or something. | |
| Or what appeared to be the remnants of a human being. | |
| See these things? | |
| These are what kill you. | |
| This is what kills you when you come to New York. | |
| Watch it. | |
| Look how fast these things are going. | |
| I know this may not seem... | |
| Look at this. | |
| Imagine getting hit by this. | |
| From people from other countries who have no conception of driving, much less rules and that sort of... | |
| Back to what I was saying. | |
| Insanity. | |
| People losing their mind. | |
| People, I think, with a series of mental illness mixed with a lot of substance abuse that goes unheralded and unnoticed and unaddressed. | |
| This is one of the oldest. | |
| This is the Hell's Kitchen Columbus Branch Library in Der Hood. | |
| You know, I walked in one day just, I don't know, perangulating about. | |
| And I was really... | |
| I don't know. | |
| Take it back. | |
| I like libraries. | |
| Or libraries, as some people say. | |
| I really do. | |
| I like them. | |
| This is a great little bar called Waylon. | |
| Isn't it good? | |
| Waylon. | |
| Waylon and Willie and the boys. | |
| Luke and Bob, Texas. | |
| A lot of borrachos here. | |
| People sitting around. | |
| The smell of weed. | |
| Omnipresent. | |
| And androgyny. | |
| Androgyny is in the air. | |
| Notice, not non-binary, but androgyny. | |
| This guy running. | |
| There's no way to run half speed without looking like a fool. | |
| You know what I mean? | |
| Oh, up here. | |
| Famous, famous place called Desi Restaurant. | |
| All of the taxi drivers would. | |
| Show up here. | |
| And it has a smell that is so wonderful. | |
| A smell of curry and cardamom. | |
| It's legit, legit. | |
| And there's a little cafeteria sort of in the back and the side where the legits eat. | |
| Phenomenal. | |
| This! | |
| This! | |
| For you Westies fans, this! | |
| This is the famous Skyline Hotel. | |
| This used to be a haven for the Westies. | |
| Coonan, Featherstone. | |
| Notice this, interesting. | |
| You see an American flag, flag of New York, and an Israeli flag. | |
| Your thoughts and comments, ladies and gentlemen? | |
| No comment there. | |
| That's a losing proposition. | |
| Trust me. | |
| Pick the hill you want to down. | |
| Talk about things you can change. | |
| No. | |
| No, that's kind of interesting. | |
| Back to what I was saying, mental illness. | |
| Unbelievable. | |
| The amount of stuff that we have to deal with on a regular basis. | |
| I'm not going to make any deal about this fellow on the street. | |
| We should have a thing called Man on the Street. | |
| I wanted to have an actual show called Man Interviewing Men on the Street. | |
| I don't know what this is. | |
| It's him. | |
| Okay? | |
| Let your imagination run for that one. | |
| I don't know what that's about. | |
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Hell's Kitchen Park Landmark
00:01:29
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| It's him. | |
| Uh-huh. | |
| Okay. | |
| Here's our Gevark. | |
| Fusion. | |
| Blue again. | |
| Ooh, I like it. | |
| You know what fusion means? | |
| Fusion means I don't know what I'm doing. | |
| I'm going to throw it all together and I'm going to hope to God it's workable. | |
| These are the little ices. | |
| Used to be made. | |
| See these women? | |
| They're from... | |
| I don't know where they're from. | |
| They're South or Central America. | |
| There used to be the Corona Ice Lady. | |
| This was the most famous. | |
| In Corona Queens, the ice. | |
| They would shave ice. | |
| This, this of course, is a landmark. | |
| At least to me. | |
| Hell's Kitchen Park, ladies and gentlemen. | |
| Hell's Kitchen Park. | |
| The sound of kids playing. | |
| Strange people, demented. | |
| Looking off into space. | |
| Look at this old architecture. | |
| Look at this. | |
| These are the old, the old style. | |
| You don't see this anymore. | |
| They've been here, oh my god, a hundred years. | |
| 100, yeah? | |
| Can't really see your comments today. | |
| Because if I look down, I'm going to walk into something. | |
| They're pithy. | |