If you don’t believe me, you should ask me to recite the following sentence the next time you see me: “I’d like to order some water for my daughter, Dawn”. It’s painful…
So I was quite thrilled when one of the interns interrupted my breakfast to bring me a story about the Big Apple fresh off The House on the Hill’s ticker tape.
Looks like the traditional New Year’s Eve ball drop in Times Square might have to be postponed until Friday, January 3, because the NYPD has received numerous noise complaints from area residents.
“It’s a Tuesday night,” Ira Bushbaum, 78, explained to this Modern Philosopher when I called her about the complaint she filed. “I don’t care if the next day is a holiday. I still need my sleep. I have a Wednesday morning routine that I have to wake up for whether it’s a work day or not. These kids and their crazy rock and roll!”
Mrs. Bushbaum talked for quite some time, and I politely listened because the nuns raised me that way. When she finally hung up, I called City Hall for a comment.
“As you know, Mayor Bloomberg is on his way out of office,” a member of his Public Affairs office told me when I called. “He doesn’t really care either way if the ball drop happens on Tuesday night, or on Friday. To be perfectly honest, the Mayor is out of the country.”
My call to the Police Department didn’t get me much new information. “The NYPD is well aware that the New Year’s Eve celebration in Times Square is an annual tradition, but the citizens who lodged complaints do have a point and a right to be heard. Either way, we’ll still spend Wednesday morning rousting drunks out of Times Square, but at least this time, they might not be buried under confetti.”
Wanting to get some public opinion for this post, I made random phone calls to the five boroughs. I was subjected to a lot of hang ups, cursing, accents that made me homesick, and long rants about the sorry states of the Giants, Jets, and Knicks. I also found out, however, that New Yorkers don’t seem to care when the ball is dropped.
The general consensus was that only “tourists, idiots from New Jersey, and drunk college kids” go to Times Square on New Year’s Eve. Real New Yorkers celebrate in less densely populated areas (aka bars and homes) and might glance at a TV at midnight to watch the lighted orb make its descent.
I’m glad I put in the time to make those calls because it reminded me that in the 27 years I lived in New York, I never once went to Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
I hope they do move the ball drop to Friday night. Real New Yorkers will celebrate the holiday the same way they always do. The rest of the world will just have to adapt.
I miss New York…