I used to hate the 70’s and 80’s when the squeegee men assaulted our windshields with their dirty rags in New York around the bridges, tunnels and the bowery. I never knew whether to turn on the wipers, get out and punch them or simply run them over.
I did nothing to stop them. I was afraid of them and I was a pretty good fighter. Mayor de Blasio is like me, doing nothing to stop them.
Well, makes sense.
De Blasio did work for Dinkins who allowed bums to wave their squeegees like magic wands to collect money. What did he care? His chauffeur would deal with the filthy nuisances. At times I had a locker next to Dinkins at the tennis courts at Roosevelt Island. He lived large.
Chameleon Bratton helped eradicate squeegees when he worked for Giuliani. But now he has morphed to liberal de Blasio’s pet and forgotten the theory that broken windows lead to broken heads.
Bratton is in Blasio’s ignorant tank, a salamander feeding on flies.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I no longer can afford a car and I don’t have to worry about threatening beggars assaulting a windshield that I don’t have.
Sometimes I worry that society is becoming so undisciplined and crime so widespread that a bum will walk up to me and wash my glasses with a squeegee.
Progressives have allowed delinquency and criminality to progress. I pray for regress. I’d like to go back to the days when Giuliani cleaned up Mayor Dinkins and de Blasio’s messes.