Women in big hats sipping champagne and drinking tea; little girls ordering the Eloise peanut-butter-and-jelly-sandwich tea. Meanwhile, one subway stop away, Times Square teems with tourists and police fill every corner.
New Yorkers are so proud of their insouciance. “They want to make us afraid,” they say. “But we’re New Yorkers. We don’t scare.”
This isn’t the point. It’s precisely our self-satisfied big-hatted arrogance that makes America a target, and that keeps us insulated at our tea parties.