The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-10-05
Walter Wi1acIaeu
On Broadway
THIS Is NEW YORK.

THIS IS NEW YORK; u
The eerie quiet of the South
Street waterfront cloaked in the ink
Of midnight A perfect atIno-
sphere for poetry and crime :.
The cars speeding along the West
Side Express Highway, instead Of
tip-toeing along and enjoying some
Of the best scenery the town has to
offer The new Radio City
parking space--as colossal as a
castle The mob of ISLANDERS in
front Of the Aston Hotel-the favor
lite place for people who have no
place to go 3. The human zeros
snoozing in the doorways along 10Th
avenue very bad advertisement
for so rich a city :. The poor,
happy couples in the moonlight. The
rich, unhappy pairs in the spotlight.
The thrilling cops-and robbers
chase at 5:55 yesterdawning from
74th and Amsterdam east to Column
bus, and north on 1.-THE lone cop
in a commandeered cab shooting at
the escaping two gat-men who had
JUot Ay0bCQ VAC 11OgCA oClhACy .
And radio cars in all the nearby
precincts speeding in and out of
the by-streets, responding to the
Headquarters dispatcher's signal
go" =. One blood stain on the
hotels shattered window door tes-
tifying that Johnny Schroeder (No.
1852 Of the Doth Pct, had pune
ttlred one of them.
The bookish drama lovers who go
to plays and during intermission
use the ignored words of the die
tionary to discuss the significance Of
opus The men and women in
the subway being pushed against
each other in the most intimate way
taking all the confusion calmly
-. The mink-ce tied young things
visiting the swanky shops-trying to
make the future forget their. past
The Paramount theater, where
the first row orchestra is the worst
seat in the house The stage
rises so high, you can't see the
actors Frances Faye, whose
racy songs and piano humping en-
terrain the people who stay up until
4 In the ante meridian. Her newest
ditty: "Shoot the Bagels to Me. Hy-
ME Boy" Teddy Powell, who
invested his life savings ($23 ,000) in
a new orchestra, consisting of five
former Benny Goodman experts
The people who think 1t stupid to
boo radio program coming into
their living rooms, who go to the
newsreel theaters and boo someone
on the screen.
The so-called artistic souls who
dot the Greenwich Village alleys
moaning about their bad breaks,
when their bad talent is respon-
sible for their bad luck What
probably is the most monotonous job
in town: Changing quarters and dol
lars into nickels The tolerant
superiority that flashes across the
fa,ce of a New Yorker when an
obvious out-of -towner asks him
something about the city -. :.
Brooklyn, where it is treason tb in
suit the ball team The unem-
ployed actors who used to hang out
III front of the Palace theater, who
now line up outside of Sardi's Res
tsurant on West 44th Umpire
Nsagerkurth, one of the National
leagues toughest guys, almost being
run down in front of the Hotel
Piccadilly Tues.-trying to rescue a
bewildered cat confused by the traf-
fic :. The groups Of Polish men
looking for trouble with Nazis along
86th st. near 3rd Ave.-and engrav-
ing skulls.
The indifferent-to-pa wo-
men in the West sos (between Sixth
and SEVENTY walking their pups at
down-some of the ladies being
frocked in only coat over their
nighties =. And all of them with
out mascara or rouge, and looking
most uninviting The eager
eyed youngsters who haunt Tin-Pan
Alley with song in their hearts
and nothing in their jeans :.
The ticket brokers-the only bad
thing about a hit show The
silk and satin crowd in the night
clubs, who are thoroughly Emily
Posted, but behave like the bum on
the corner-after he's had a few
drinks The shabbiness of the
one-gaudy Times Square. A piece of
velvet turned into discarded rag
+. The parents and kiddies enjoy
ing the nifty cafeteria in the park
near the ZOO The cuisine, SER
vice and atmosphere are first class,
with prices to fit the lowest budget
the Central Park Casino for the
masses.
The Salvation Army stand at 46th
and Broadway, where one girl
speaker (who attracts the most at
tention) reminds you of Brenda
Frazier The million-d dollar
ankles Of the pretty persons (who