We used to love going to New York City. It was like Vegas for people who don’t play slots. The excitement, the food, the energy – there was no other place quite like it. And now there is no place like it at all, because the corpse of the Big Apple that we enjoyed visiting was rotting even last year when we swung through on a book tour. The people, at least the normal ones, were missing – it looked empty somehow. But what it lacked in people it made up in dank clouds of weed smoke. The whole place smelled like a dorm at Rasta U. Junkies, bums, derelicts, and other key Democrat demographics loitered on the streets; the cops seemed to have simply checked out. But who can blame them? The Soros DAs, the slack-jawed electorate elected won’t charge anyone anyway unless he’s a political enemy or a normal person trying to protect New Yorkers from one of the myriad freaks the city fetishizes and indulges.
[Source.](https://townhall.com/columnists/kurtschlichter/2023/05/15/let-the-blue-cities-die-n2623218)
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We used to love going to New York City. It was like Vegas for people who don’t play slots. The excitement, the food, the energy – there was no other place quite like it. And now there is no place like it at all, because the corpse of the Big Apple that we enjoyed visiting was rotting even last year when we swung through on a book tour. The people, at least the normal ones, were missing – it looked empty somehow. But what it lacked in people it made up in dank clouds of weed smoke. The whole place smelled like a dorm at Rasta U. Junkies, bums, derelicts, and other key Democrat demographics loitered on the streets; the cops seemed to have simply checked out. But who can blame them? The Soros DAs, the slack-jawed electorate elected won’t charge anyone anyway unless he’s a political enemy or a normal person trying to protect New Yorkers from one of the myriad freaks the city fetishizes and indulges.
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