Photo by myself, in Columbus Circle last week.
One of the policemen shutting down the streets for the NFL concert. There were police dogs on short leashes brought in, too, though the crowd was rather tame.
It used to be that there was more animosity toward the NYPD in the city.
In times of racial conflict, 'New York's finest' were a symbol of repression, and a reminder that the city wasn't so safe a place. After 9/11, people felt gratitude toward uniformed personnel (the firefighters, 'New York's bravest', were undoubtedly the heroes).
These days the feeling toward the police is indifferent. I see groups of police together in subway stations, sometimes carrying large weapons. I see them checking bags. I see them directing traffic or writing parking violations. I see them giving directions to visitors.
They are doing their jobs like the rest of us, keeping the city as orderly as possible.
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