This isn’t my childhood New York City
Little Egg Harbor, N.J.: I was always proud of being a New Yorker. When I was a kid, I spent my days riding my bike in Central Park, walking and climbing and feeding the squirrels. Those are happy times I can never forget.
Then people began to run for mayor who never knew the greatness of the Golden City. Bloomberg first, then de Blasio — both come from Boston. So what happens to our New York? They want to have bike lanes, plazas in the middle of the streets, pandering to the real estate magnates while public housing, infrastructure and public transportation falls apart. The people are well aware of the corruption running rampart. No matter how much money is poured into the city coffers, the subways are falling apart, the streets are collapsing and crime runs rampant. The builders want to build jails in every neighborhood while the homeless wait for a roof over their heads and the pols are paid off to do the bidding of the real estate conglomerate. Nobody is working to build up the city and de Blasio is handing out money to his wife for phony deals every chance he gets.
Won’t someone please wake up and save this once great and wonderful city of hundreds of museums, galleries and educational places that are being destroyed by greed and corruption? Look at the cars parked in the streets with out-of-state plates. During the 1960s there were buildings giving those who signed leases one or two months’ free rent. Now, the rents are more than one makes a month. Who has been watching the conditions people must live in? Did the salaries keep up with the rent increases?