Look, New York City. I was close to the Towers when the planes hit. It made a pretty loud boom and shook the building a little. Those of us that live here understand perfectly well what it is to live on a bull’s-eye.
So I would appreciate it, Brooklyn, if you’d ease up on the transformer explosions outside my office. The boom, the shaking building, the smell of smoke, the second boom, the screaming people… It’s so not cool.
And by “so not cool,” of course, what I really mean is, “Holy fucking shit! We’re all gonna die! Run for your lives!”