July 4th, 2021 — NYC
First of all, New York City is quite magical. The dazing 50 story skyscrapers are (while yet common and typical) truly remarkable. I came from Seattle and the difference is truly mind-boggling. One doesn’t fully grasp the viscosity until they walk across the 4 -5 lanes one-way avenues while staring down the west side into the sunset which is surrounded by the concrete jungle. I couldn’t take a picture of my own, but @grayhershorn seems to capture the true beauty of New York City. Make a note of the American Flag, yellow taxi, and idiotic pedestrians walking in the middle of the road.
What a massive city she is. New York City holds (according to NYC.gov, which is a bit skew because of the omission of the greater metropolitan area) about 8 million different personalities. These personalities varies wildly from Jewish, Blacks, Asians, Whites, Gays, Lesbians, (I can continue, but this blog would become a dictionary) etc. Without a strain of doubt, I truly love it.
The Big Apple is where one truly sees the pinnacle of the American Dream. There is a misconception that the American Dream is about one’s journey in becoming a billionaire just to buy an apartment in 432 Park Avenue (per the publishing of this article, there was a very nice 4,003 sqft apartment for the low low price of $16.995 million). While the American Dream is about prosperity, we often neglect the hard working Americans and Immigrants that helped build this nation, but are just plainly scrapping by.
I was thinking about this deeply during my ride on the JFK air train to the Jamaica Station. Major news outlets constantly blabbers about millionaires and billionaires thus the idea of greatness shrouds our minor and major years. I’ll continue this talk in a future diary. There’s much to discuss.
The American Dream is about hope. Hope that with hard work and determination, that one can provide for their family, but can continue to climb that social economic ladder if they do desire. Hope that an immigrant coming from a war torn country can pioneer a strong foundation for their family to prosper in their new country and and their adopted home (think of planting a seed of a Redwood). Hope that their basic natural rights such as free speech, equal protection under the law, and more aren’t trespassed upon by a ruthless unforgiven orangutan as the head of state.
Regardless of all the hype and glamor that is NYC, I am truly excited to begin my next phase in life to conquer it. Perhaps in future blogs, I shall explore the concepts of mediocracy, admirations, and legacy. I do fear that I won’t produce sufficient content, but do bare with me. I am, but absorbing the culture and complexity that is NYC.
Lastly, I ask the reader to be kind against my grammar, diction and sentence structure. I’ve only recently got into reading and writing (dear god language can be beautiful) so do be kind. Please do message me if there are any inconsistencies in my statements!
“We are not asked to do great things. We are asked to do all things with great care” — Martin Sheen.
Hasta la proxima vez,