…”Its pretty impossible to describe walking through these city streets in total darkness. It can’t even be called a trip through time
, because as long as new york has lived, its been lit.
By electricity, gas lamps, candlelight, kerosene. But this was pitch black, street after street, corner round corner. And for me, the village being the very place that made me into a comedian and a man, to walk through the heart of it and feel like, in a way, it was dead. I can’t tell you how that felt. And you also had a palpable sense that inside each dark window was a family or a student or an artist or an old woman living alone, just being int he dark and waiting for the day to come back. Like we were all having one big sleep over, but not so much fun as that.”–Louis C.K.’s Email to Fans Saturday Night
How lucky we are that Louis C. K. was scheduled to host Saturday Night Live (I predict another Emmy for him) and wrote about it waiting to go on. Attention rookie corporate bloggers who Instragram snaps of their food and marshmallow toastings when millions are without, here’s how it’s done. Please read to see what class looks like. Sometimes it’s about a chubby guy in a black tee shirt, not a $1500 shoe.