When Hurricane Ida made its landfall in New York Wednesday night, it appeared as though a mild to mid-level tsunami had swept through every crevice of the city, giving the streets and subways the most intense power washing that the concrete and tiles had likely ever experienced in the last few decades. Videos posted to the internet the next morning possessed some kind of CGI effect, the images so outrageously aggressive and terrifying that I felt myself waiting for someone to yell “And SCENE!” off-camera. I was convinced that the water’s source must have come from some man-made pump in the control of young studio assistants and the pedestrians were simply extras waiting for their free dinner after a twelve-hour workday.
A Case for the Umbrella
A Case for the Umbrella
A Case for the Umbrella
When Hurricane Ida made its landfall in New York Wednesday night, it appeared as though a mild to mid-level tsunami had swept through every crevice of the city, giving the streets and subways the most intense power washing that the concrete and tiles had likely ever experienced in the last few decades. Videos posted to the internet the next morning possessed some kind of CGI effect, the images so outrageously aggressive and terrifying that I felt myself waiting for someone to yell “And SCENE!” off-camera. I was convinced that the water’s source must have come from some man-made pump in the control of young studio assistants and the pedestrians were simply extras waiting for their free dinner after a twelve-hour workday.