My brother Stephen and I spent the day at South Street Seaport after walking from 42nd Street Port Authority over to 42nd Street Grand Central Terminal. Outside of Grand Central we saw this Lovely Lady Bagpiper. First time I’ve ever seen a woman Bagpiper so after donating a dollar to her cause she obliged me with a curtsy and two photos. Beautiful and talented young lady.  In some of the photos you can see the Brooklyn Bridge. Stephen and I were able to take a tour of the Peking which is a ship built in Germany in 1911.

I don’t care what your nationality is, 150 feet up perched above a room full of strangers and moments from the stunt you’ve practiced for, correction, would have practiced for, if you weren’t busy making out with your trapeze partner earlier –pretty sure you’d want a safety net.  Mistakes happen, why risk your well-being?  If only so you avoid months watching your blooper on Instagram, while you recover in traction.

And make out with that orderly, you sly player.

Yet I hear debate in America of removing the “safety net,” (the metaphorical one; i.e. Medicare, unemployment, oxygen for the poor) and I’m perplexed.  Are you telling me this “safety net” needs a safety net?  I can’t stress this enough, our ancestors didn’t have safety nets, they went splat.  That’s why we built ’em. Like my father used to say, “ropes that cushion your decent don’t grow on trees!”

Nets are better than no nets.

It’s the definition of progress.  First you go splat.  Then…