New York City’s Transformation To Giant Corporate Event Space Finally Complete

In case you were wondering what the true purpose of municipal government is — serving its citizens or whoring itself for corporate donations — this should help set you straight:

As hundreds of thousands of Big Apple residents suffer in homes left without power by Hurricane Sandy, two massive generators are being run 24/7 in Central Park — to juice a media tent for Sunday’s New York City Marathon.

And a third “backup” unit sits idle, in case one of the generators fails.

The three diesel-powered generators crank out 800 kilowatts — enough to power 400 homes in ravaged areas like Staten Island, the Rockaways and downtown Manhattan.

As of Friday morning, five generators sat outside of the park along with electrical stations and transformers.

In addition to the generators, a food services truck dropped off hundreds of cases of water . . .

It Could Be “Assholes,” It Could Be “Chumps” . . . You Never Know

A bar featuring some very expensive bottles of wine is bucking conventional wisdom and offering those wines by the glass:

A posh Italian bar where patrons can pop a cork and purchase $4,000 bottles of wine by the glass is on its way to TriBeCa.

But the question remains what the square-bracketed word that the proprietor used was:

“We want to give [everyone] the experience.”

And We Have This Really Amazing Thing Here In New York City Where People Make You Your Food And A Little Man Brings It To Your Door

Yes, it’s a topic you might have seen before, but it never gets old to read how much of a cheapskate you are when you skimp on tips for the delivery guy, especially you, Mr. Upper East Side Doorman Building Dweller:

This first delivery of the dinner shift was more than a mile from the restaurant. Arriving, he surged off the bicycle, lashing it to a nearby pole with a heavy chain. A doorman stepped from the gleaming entrance of a prewar building on Park Avenue and pointed him to a side alley.

Mr. Lin hurried down a ramp, past trash bags and through a door into the basement. There, a building worker waited to take him up in a manually operated freight elevator. He exchanged few words with the customer, who handed over $15.50 and a $2 tip.

For two and a half miles of travel, round trip. On a brisk winter night.

“So-so,” [the delivery guy], 39, said of the amount before speeding off to the next delivery.

And Here Is A Perfect Epigraph For The Bloomberg Adminisration

The only things worse than overzealous bureaucrats are overzealous bureaucrats who bend rules:

The city’s initial reaction, reported by The New York Post, was to say it would be the last Sardi’s meal enjoyed by any champion dog.

But the health department did not want to create a tempest in a doggie dish, and by Thursday morning it had discovered a loophole: A waiver from the commissioner.

The health department said one would be granted for next year’s champion, so the tradition can go on. Next year’s winner can enjoy the same kind of lunch as Malachy and these winners from past years.

Two Grown-Ass Adults With Two-Hundred Fifty-Seven And-A-Half Square Feet Each

And then you’re like, Why?:

Even fifth-floor walk-ups in the Village are commanding top dollar, she said, pointing to a 515-square-foot two-bedroom that recently rented for $3,195 a month. “It was an all-time high for that building and that floor,” she said. “But for two people splitting it, it’s about $1,600 a month, and relatively speaking for Manhattan, that’s affordable for living in a great neighborhood.”