I had one of my very favorite new york moments today. Broad daylight, and it's a cop car, but it's that one that's dressed up like a taxi, siren cranked, blasting up 9th. It's going about 50 mph and everyone on the street stops doing whatever they're doing in order to watch. Everyone staring at it as if it were a rare migratory bird. Which strictly speaking, it is.
I was trying to think about how to describe what's so beautiful about it. Partly it's just that rare one in the genus, the passenger pigeon eating food with all the other regular pigeons. It's the giant squid, it's the bald eagle on the Pan Am building. But it's more than that, because cops don't look that different from east european taxi drivers in the first place. And that taxis and cop cars are the same make and model.
I was trying to think about how to describe what's so beautiful about it, it's something about where resemblences and mimetics touch and fail, and in the end you really can say it in a word, if that word is Bageldonut.Posted by kevin slavin at September 21, 2003 09:46 PM