Imagine the following. You are sitting at the Port Authority Bus Terminal in Manhattan. While you are there, you see someone get punched in the face a few feet away. The victim staggers and collapses, bleeding, in front of you. Do you:
- Take a good look at the perpetrator, move away quickly (for fear of a weapon), and immediately call the police;
- Run to the victim (realizing that he is concussed and may not recover) and make sure that he is still breathing and responsive;
- Run in front of the perpetrator and yell “Basta!” or something along those lines, while blocking him with your body.
All three reactions would be honorable. A fourth would be a completely understandable variant on (1): move away and call 911 on your cellphone (within seconds, obviously) without memorizing any identifiable characteristics of the perpetrator.
What you do not do is what Christine Quinter and her father did, and then bragged about doing in a letter to the New York Times Metropolitan Diary column. I reproduce the letter for you below.
Dear Diary:
My father and I recently spent a lovely day in Manhattan. We saw a matinee performance by the New York City Ballet and met good friends for an early dinner on the Upper West Side.
While passing the time before our bus came in the Port Authority’s Deli Plus, we witnessed a fight. One of the young men was punched in the face and collapsed on the floor just a few feet away from us.
I think my father and I handled the situation like true New Yorkers. We didn’t panic or run for safety. We merely moved our $22 bag of cupcakes from the Magnolia Bakery out of the way to avoid having it splattered with blood and went on with our conversation.
Christine Quinter
Sweet Mary mother of God. Somebody please tell me that this letter is fake, or otherwise lacking in context, because the above is just unforgiveable.
I think it is a sarcastic reference to New Yorkers' careless attitude towards others. It's a written form of Sienfeld's last episode.
Posted by: Carlos | July 03, 2012 at 02:32 AM
You think they were just playing with the Metropolitan Diary editor?
Posted by: Noel Maurer | July 03, 2012 at 02:35 AM
I have never met a real New Yorker who bought anything at Magnolia Bakery.
Posted by: Jonathan | July 03, 2012 at 09:24 PM
Where is the Magnolia Bakery anyway, and why is it iconic? I'd never heard of it until that Lazy Sunday video from SNL, and until I read the above letter from this bad person I hadn't heard of it since.
Posted by: Noel Maurer | July 03, 2012 at 10:23 PM
Yes, I think the Editor just didn't catch on the underlying sarcasm. They were probably visiting and might have been on the receiving end of the indifference.
Posted by: Carlos | July 04, 2012 at 12:54 AM
The original Magnolia is on Bleecker & West 11th St, but they've opened up several branches since then. It got famous from product placement on Sex in the City, which was a television show back in the 90s and early 00s.
Posted by: Jonathan | July 09, 2012 at 07:08 AM