The Newtown Pentacle

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Banal pedantry, and Western Queens, in today’s post.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Whilst hanging around at my local bar, recently, one has been forced to eat a bunch of crow by the working guys who voted for “he who must not be named.” I don’t say the name of the President Elect, as it lends him power in the manner of a certain Harry Potter villain – as a note. The working guys are generally union members who became convinced that “the Mexicans are taking my job,” and voted accordingly. I have declared a moratorium amongst friend and foe alike, as I cannot spend another minute of my time discussing the 2016 Presidential election, which went on for what seemed like four or five years.

At the moment, I’ve got other fish to fry.

– photo by Mitch Waxman

Admiration is what I feel towards the “canners” of Queens, for instance. Observationally, I see mostly Latino or Asian folks pursuing this line of profiteering – picking through this bin or that one in pursuance of the deposit money for aluminum can and glass bottle. We native born Citizens generally leave our pocket change in the curbside recycling bags, but our newly arrived neighbors believe – rightly – that the streets of New York City are paved with gold, if you just expend a bit of effort to harvest it.

I wonder if the Catholics have assigned a patron saint for the canners?

– photo by Mitch Waxman

While watching the humans in their daily rounds, one of the things which I’m currently observing and finding fascinating are their set of behaviors, social mores, and so on. One comment I can offer is that people spend a lot of extra energy on walking that they don’t need to in pursuance of looking “cool.” Bad shoes, pants falling down, lots of gestural movements that have little or nothing to do with locomotion. Focus, people, focus.

Ultimately, it’s all pretty depressing, but interesting nevertheless.

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Written by Mitch Waxman

December 8, 2016 at 11:00 am

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  1. Sir,
    Funny you should mention patron saints as I have recently been in negotiations with the Vatican regarding having you declared the patron saint of learned bookish fellows, charming revanchists, denied nerdlings and eccentric intellectuals in dirty black raincoats (eh, hold on the raincoats business as it might be confused with flashers and Mr. Weiner already has his application in for that one).

    I could also request the addition of can collectors, crows and working class yobbos pointing out the poor representation they already have amongst the pantheon of saints. As a rookie saint, you really have to put your time in with the less desirable assignments and hustle before you move up in the ranks.

    In regards to miracles performed, noted is how you caused swarms of locusts to appear, walked upon the waters of the Newtown Creek and made the blind man crippled.
    Well, everybody pads the resume on the miracle thing. And don’t be concerned about being of the Hebrewic faith as since Vatican II, the Church is an equal opportunity employer.

    So expect a call from Father Sarducci in the near future regarding royalties for use of image on holy icons, name used on churches and post-mortem sales and distribution of remains for reliquaries. It’s good money.

    Saint Mitch, howdayalikedat?

    You can thank me with a round or two of grog.

    Don Cavaioli


    December 8, 2016 at 12:01 pm

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