This is the view from my office window this week.
Why anyone thinks it’s a good idea to plaster a 30-floor tall medieval-knight-type guy with a sword and Bud-Light robes onto an office building 3 blocks from the action is beyond me.
I didn’t know anyone played football with a sword… sure doesn’t sound like a good idea.
I suppose it might hook the video-gamers who don’t go in for Madden…?
Or capture our imaginations, trying to tie football to the crusades…?
In any case, it’s an apt expression of how the city feels to me right now: heavy, dark, maddened.
The buzz of helicopters. The screeches and howls of sirens. The thump of sub-woofers.
Folks just trying to get to work and do their jobs.
And excited Europeans who think this display is worth stopping to take a photo. With the wife in the foreground, smiling.
Welcome to America, dude.
All my senses will be glad when the week is over.