New Yorkers complain about illegal fireworks in today’s Times. My neighborhood sounded like Beirut starting at about 10 AM on the Fourth — bottle rockets, Black Cats, you name it and it went off in the one-block radius around my apartment. And yeah, it’s loud, and yeah, kids are blowing their fingers off, but this is really one of those things that I don’t really see complaining about unless it’s a sustained barrage directly under your window. Kids are going to set shit off for the two weeks leading up to the holiday. It’s part of life in the city; getting offended by it seems like a waste of energy to me.

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