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Getting stabbed to death in the center of busy cities and no one getting arrested for it is just normal now in our grand utopian reality.
We are close to finally perfecting that which was made imperfect – just like the Freemasons say.
A 36-year-old man was fatally stabbed in the chest outside of Penn Station on Thursday, NYPD said.
Police responded to the attack at 34th Street and 7th Avenue near Penn Station at about 6 p.m. The victim was transported to Bellevue Hospital where he succumbed to his injuries, police said.
No description of the suspect was immediately available, and no arrests have been made, police said.
A famous Jew architect also died in Penn Station.
New York Times, March 20, 1974:
Louis I. Kahn, whose strong forms of brick and concrete influenced a generation of architects and made him, in the opinion of most architectural scholars, America’s foremost living architect, died Sunday evening, apparently of a heart attack, in Pennsylvania Station. He was 73 years old.
Among Mr. Kahn’s major projects were the master plan for a second capital at Dacca, East Pakistan, which is now the capital of Bangladesh; the Richards Medical Research Laboratories at the University of Pennsylvania; the Kimbell Art Museum in Fort Worth, Tex., and the Yale Art Gallery, which was completed in 1951 and was its first major building. Mr. Kahn was returning from India, where he had gone to oversee further work on his partly completed complex of buildings for the Institute of Management at Ahmedabad, one of many Kahn works at various stages of development when he died.
It’s an interesting story.
His architecture was as awful as any Jew architecture.
Utterly vile.
I mean, you try to think of “things that are worse than the Netflix remake of Cowboy Bebop,” and Louis Khan architecture is going to be near the top of the list.
No idea why the Indians liked that garbage.
What I will say is that it says a lot about the Indians that they do like it, and basically makes me think the country should be nuked outright.
He was a tiny, ugly Jew.
For some reason, one of the classic whiny indie rock bands, The Felice Brothers, wrote a song about his death.
It’s okay, as whiny indie rock goes.
You have to wonder why indie rock bands write songs romanticizing the least romantic people who ever lived.
The song has Christian themes, talking about how a train was going to take him to heaven. So they apparently didn’t know he was a Jew. I guess I can see how just hearing about a man with no money whose marriage is collapsing dying in the bathroom of a New York train station is possibly romantic on the face of it.
But did they check his architecture before writing the song?
Seriously – is there anything less romantic than this?
It’s about as romantic as eating poop.
In Christian times, if someone made a building that looked like that, he would be declared possessed by demons and a rope would be tied to each of his limbs and he’d be pulled into four pieces by strong horses.
