BoO hOo... :-(

There comes a time when you have to take an elevator down from your ivory tower, step into the busy intersection and realize that those boxy little yellow taxies are actually 2000 pounds of gasoline-powered steel that are perfectly capable of reducing you to a greasy puddle simmering gently in the sticky humidity of a New York summer afternoon.

While you're observing that, you also come to the realization that India, many parts of which do not have electricity or running water, launched a rocket into space in 1963, and that evil wizards are usually caught hiding in small, dusty holes by poorly-educated soldiers, or are deposed bloodlessly by clandestine CIA operations.

You shouldn't have to dodge taxis to get rid of wizards and fire rockets into space. That shit happens all the time.

Listening to: "Shade of Blue" by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club