If you witness a near miss terrorist attack or happen to be near one or the aftermath of an actual attack, here is a Surgeon General’s Warning: Get the hell out of there, go home you idiots, don’t you read, Al-Qaeda loves to do things in two’s and three’s, it is a crime scene not a carnival or circus or movie, all it takes is one suicide bomber to rip apart you and the hundreds of other mental dummies standing beside you and the barricades, or it takes a secondary bomb that was hidden under a grate or in another car, and what the hell are you watching anyway, a few cops standing around staring as the paint dries, some flashing lights, Mayor Bloomberg reading off a list of a hundred bureaucrats before telling the nation be on the look out for a white male who hates ObamaCare.
Onlookers crowded against the barricades, taking pictures with cellphones, although only a swarm of fire trucks and police cars was visible.
Pota Manolakos, an accountant from Montreal, was not able to return to her room at the Edison Hotel with her husband and 6-year-old son for several hours.
She said she asked a police officer what was going on, and the officer told her: “Lady, take your kid and get out of here. There’s a threat, take your kid and get out of here.”
“We have nothing with us except for what we have on,” Ms. Manolakos said.
I don’t even know what the above idiot means but she should have listened to the police officer. It is not like she couldn’t wait a few blocks away from the crime scene, the officer wasn’t ordering her to New Jersey.
Gabrielle Zecha and Taj Heniser, visiting from Seattle, had tickets to see “Next to Normal” at the Booth Theater on 45th Street but could not get into the 8 p.m. show because the area was blocked off. But they made the best of the spectacle. “It’s a whole different kind of show,” Ms. Heniser said, adding, “It’s almost the equivalent of a $150 show.”
Yeah $150 for the privilege of getting your head blown off, and people say this country is dumb, what would ever bring them to that conclusion.
A group of people on a high school senior trip from Jacksonville, Fla., said they were stuck for about an hour and a half in the Bubba Gump restaurant at 44th Street and Seventh Avenue.
“A lot of people were getting tense who were there longer than we were,” said Billy Wilkerson, 39, a police sergeant in Jacksonville and a chaperone for the trip. “It’s so good to get out, but it was exhilarating.”
He said he was impressed by his New York counterparts. “I just sat back and learned a lot,” he said.
Apparently it doesn’t take much to become a Jacksonville Florida police sergeant, this moron thinks it was exhilarating, would have been real exhilarating if a secondary explosion had injured or killed him but of course he learned a lot. I’m sure he was able to pick up specific forensic pointers from his vantage point.
You think it is over, nah, the NY Times has provided us with more quotes from mental midgets:
Bruno St. Clara, a 25-year-old carpenter from Brazil, wandered through the crowd near the police substation on West 43rd Street. He said he had walked north from his hotel on West 34th Street.
“We saw on television that there was a bomb,” he said. “I just wanted to check it out.”
Yeah man, let’s check it out.
Then there were those who willingly lingered, captivated by the drama playing out in front of them. Christina Paiva, from Carle Place, on Long Island, spent her 17th birthday glued to the barricades with a group of friends. Originally, they said, they had planned to visit M&M World at West 48th Street and Broadway, but they found themselves instead directed south by police officers as emergency vehicles arrived, lights flashing and sirens blaring.
“It’s very upsetting,” Ms. Paiva said.
But why had the group chosen to stay?
“It’s scary,” Sabrina Papez, 17, clarified. “But it’s also intriguing.”
I think Papez is a candidate for a position in the Jacksonville, Florida police department.