Luxury cars dancing on a fountain of candy floss. But the sticky stuff spuming under them is really the surge from Superstorm Sandy, racing up the streets and underground chambers of Manhattan; closing down more markets than Al Qaeda. The lights are out on Broadway. In the world’s most powerful country, eight million people are currently without power. Even in daylight, the city is close to colourless. Only grey and brown, as if Gotham is being reclaimed by Autumn. But since this is America we’re speaking of, let’s change that last line to read: New York City now colored (sic) by the Fall.
Wonders are many, and none is more wonderful than Man. Look at him crossing the cruel sea, riding the very waves that used to engulf him. Six hundred metres down, behold countless acres of natural gas beneath the sea floor, now measured and piped ashore thanks to his wind-swift thinking and unmatched dexterity. Man’s boundless energy…creates more energy. So burn, baby, burn. And light up the whole town.