This news report sent chills up my spine. An explosion rocked an Upper East Side neighborhood in New York City at 3:25 a.m. A small, low order bomb was left on a bench in front of a Starbucks on 92nd Street and Third Avenue. When it went off, it shook the neighborhood and could be heard for blocks away.That was once my neighborhood. To be sure, I lived there so many years ago that it was before there even was a Starbucks in Seattle, let alone any in New York City or anyplace on the East Coast. Still, I maintain an emotional attachment to New York - both the City and the Upstate area, where I grew up in a suburb just outside of New York City.
According to CNN, this is only one in a series of bombs that have gone off over a number of years, targeting Time Square, and the British and Mexican embassies. The police don't know whether there is a connection and they are still investigating.
2 comments:
Oh for gods sake. If this were terrorist attacks, there wouldn't be neighborhoods standing. Not these little pissant blowing out of windows. This is someone with a grudge against Starbucks.
Well, I don't entirely agree. I certainly don't think this was an attack by al Qaeda or any major terrorist group. And I never implied that it was.
The reason it sent chills down my spine is because it's my old neighborhood, literally. I lived there for about four or five years in the late 70s and early 80s, right off Lexington and 91st.
It could be somebody with a grudge against Starbucks. But it also might be connected to low-order, low grade bombs detonated at the Mexican and British embassies.
It could be an unsophisticated, homegrown group with a grudge for any reason, or totally unrelated.
Whoever it is, I am grateful nobody was hurt.
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