INVASION! Off Daryl’s post and the Times Square of old, recalls the 42nd Street subway system (N,R) and the various creepy crawlers.  Those nasty damn rats.  Yes, the dirty, subterranean creatures who run the tracks and infest the city.  I recall riding shot gun at the front of the train and watching the little gray rodents scurry with their long tails circling behind.

Rats by Robert Sullivan

This in turn makes me want to read Rats: Observations on the History and Habitat of the City’s Most Unwanted Inhabitants (hey, it was in Anna Wintour’s Hermes beach gag a few summers back).  It’s been on my list for a long while.  Time to read.

Great interview from Powells with Robert Sullivan.

Dave: But what the book keeps pointing to is sanitation. Essentially this comes down to what we’re doing with our garbage.

Sullivan: Yes. Which comes down to our presence. What does our presence do? In Medieval Italy, there was a plan at one point… They thought it was amazing how much garbage rats ate, and they thought, What if we just give all our garbage to the rats? Then the rats would eat it and make it into these easily managed little… scat. Then they could just sweep it away and that would take care of all their garbage. We think rats are disgusting, but they’re not. They’re just another creature. It’s not their fault they live in our garbage. In fact, our garbage is our fault, if there’s any fault. The reason people are so disgusted by rats is that rats point to what is disgusting about us. We always have to have something bad in our sights to highlight our goodness. You need evil so that good can exist. Really, in nature, it can seem evil, but it’s not.