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Yet, the truth of it is there are people who are rooting for New York to fail. Some couching it in concern, others openly scorn our city. But at the heart of this hate is the truth that our success, that our very existence, belies their core belief that New York is not possible. They demonize us because our mosaic challenges their ideology. They want to be right in their cynicism more than they want us to succeed in our idealism. They are driven by the idea that bringing together so many diverse people, cultures, faiths, identities into a united community is impossible. But New York, we are a shining beacon of possibility. We cross new cultural borders through each subway stop and are introduced to new experiences through each passenger. Our possibilities come in every language and from every heritage. So do our prayers. So do our people. So does our power.

My trickle chargers arrived, and I perma-installed the plug on the Prius, and charged ‘er up. Haven’t poked any holes in our little shed quite yet, while I think upon a minimally crappy way to electrify it.

Still need to install the NX’s plug, and charge it back up, too, as it’s been sitting for a little bit. Relatedly, I’ve got the Honda heated grip kit in my shopping cart, while I ponder how seriously I want to do some winter-time cruisin’.