I grew up here in NYC. I know why things are the way they are from paint colors in hallways to elevator regulations and reasons for tourism. What I have found in my personal crisis is that there is a game club among all or at least most of the male (mostly) hotel managers, security guards in various venues, male and female hosts, and concierges to name a few. Some people have called it "fight club," and there is a dark and actually very dumb reason. I have been thrown around like a pinball in a sexually abusive manner by first world participants who can see both my entitlement to not be thrown as well as my need to remain in a venue or area of a business while quietly minding my business and maintaining the responsibility of my important role and citizenship in this country and city. There is some obsession even among white people in these roles including bartenders who seem to think that they can have a fantasy of a sort of gang rape with me in my homelessness "as long as it's not literally rape." This "fight club" is atrocious and needs to be reported. Unfortunately, the NYPD, court judges, many lawyers, and EMS are part of the same game. Believe me, this is real and sick. And, they need to be evaporated like in some kind of Family Guy episode.
If anyone can find a solution and reprimand to these accusations which are true and occurred towards me as a teen from 1996-98, you should go forth with it. I think that corporations and the federal government as well as former first ladies are involved and my message is, "lay off, you do not know me." People rely on me so much so that even though I have had inappropriately low (according to any gage) funding or even work opportunities for the past 2 and a half years, I have noticed that, recently, a mascara that I recently acquired sold out from the city drug stores within a week around Christmastime and continues to do so. Also, an eye shadow I am eyeing that I should have had already has also sold out in a similar way as I have been molested by the NYPD and thrown out of my gym, Planet Fitness on West 55th Street, for using the changing room in the middle of the night to relax. The "hispanic" concept I have referenced on my makeshift Surviving Hell blog with links on my current Facebook has proven to be relevant here. Use this information any way you want, but contacting me about my "Assistance Needed" post that blog is the best reaction.
Manhattan is not a war game, or a fight club, or a third world country nor is it supposed to have those values and I do not and am not supposed to have those values. Maybe Mayor De Blasio and Governor Cuomo should leave their libidos and perversions on a pirate ship and begin to find a solution starting with helping me per my analysis of my problem on my blog, Surviving Hell. I have noted at least 50 businesses in Manhattan that have abruptly closed permanently in the past year alone and I know that this abuse of me and these ISIS fantasy games by non-ISIS New Yorkers are the reason. I may even publish that list on this site in the near future so that you may know what I have be forced to watch happen as I am forced to ignore good people and their spiritual needs, my own needs, and deny myself even showers and body wash while being kicked out of a gym I could have designed myself aka Planet Fitness.
Plus, as a formerly active feminist and theater professional, I have noticed that lesbian or female bi-curious adult relationships have been stymied and cut out by the gay men of the world and this above described attack of me and others who have needed me to participate more fully in the past 2 and a half years. If you like your pink vulva hats and your women's march, you will help me. I am graduate of Smith College, came out at 14 in Staten Island, and wrote my senior high school paper on Catherine MacKinnon, and am not a man hater except when appropriate and valid especially to defend myself.
If you want to make your pink hat matter as soon as it was easy to put it on, you will donate to my Go Fund Me that can be accessed on my public Facebook and Twitter posts, you may write me an email and meet me, and you can put me up in a BnB indefinitely since I am homeless because of these games. I am 5'3", sensitive, not a whore, a surgeon's daughter and a woman about town, an intellectual, a Christian, and a humanitarian via the arts and materialism/capitalism. Please note this if you like your new eye shadow and this article or other articles on this site. My problem here and NOT ME is literally lowering everyone and, internationally, as well. Find me and help! Family members not particularly welcome.