It’s time to relax foreclosure rules for restaurants and more


Enough.Every day there is a new story about the death of New York, how we are so shattered that we can never be rebuilt. And every day brings new crazy news to a New Yorker already on the verge of proving these people right. Our elected officials are crushing our city and our state. Enough.

A new rule, for example, bans events “where customers buy tickets to see a show,” Don Cazentre reported on last week. “It seems to have suddenly popped up in the rules this week,” he said.

How Does Charging Coverage For Music Put Us At Risk For Coronavirus? Like all the other daggers at the heart of small business, this is not the case. Enough.

We can’t live like this anymore. The new rules constant, the dance continues around the reopening. New York fails. Our governor and mayor keep us in a state of disarray.

Governor Andrew Cuomo says gymnasiums can open; Mayor Bill de Blasio says no. The officials no longer protect us; they flex their muscles just to prove they’re in control. Cuomo and Blasio’s feuds, perhaps normally entertaining, are destroying us in the age of COVID.

The rest of the state has been dining indoors for almost two months, but New York City is stuck with tables in street parking lots. Restaurants and bars in the city that never sleeps are forced to close at 11pm. Still, the city’s infection rate, according to de Blasio, is 0.24%.

And Cuomo is already threatening to close restaurants again in the fall. But NYC hasn’t even really opened yet! If we can’t open restaurants now, we will never be able to open them and our city is dying. Enough.

The real problem is the limited outcry from New Yorkers. Cuomo and de Blasio are destroying the fabric of our city, and people are too afraid of the virus to stop them.

Throughout this crisis, we have seen a divide: one group, pajama wearers, can work indefinitely from home, without ever leaving their sofa. They gladly collect their checks and spend their time being satisfied that they have handled this pandemic perfectly. They bake bread, buy a Peloton bike and post Instagram photos of sunrises from vacation homes. They are happy to listen to all the backward directives of the elect. They didn’t suffer like their fellow New Yorkers.

The second group either worked during the lockdown or spent sleepless nights wondering if their businesses will ever reopen. They have faced ever-changing rules, ever-postponed opening dates and constant attacks on their livelihoods. I wear pajamas, but as a long-time New Yorker most of my world is made up of people in the second group.

Many of these people compare their current lives to living in a totalitarian regime, where the rules don’t make sense but people are afraid to say so.

East Village Lucky bar had its liquor license withdrawn, according to the Eater website, after the owner started a petition “to rescind the state’s new mandate that bars must serve substantial amounts of food with any purchase of alcohol. Erie County’s Village Line bar mocked Cuomo with his menu items, and he too had his liquor license suddenly revoked.

If you speak up, your pain could be prolonged, and every business owner in New York knows it.

You don’t have to think of the coronavirus as a hoax – I don’t – to see these rules make no sense. But what they emphasize, more than anything else, is that we are not all in the same boat.

Stop torturing small business owners with absurd regulations and unfair enforcement. Enough.

De Blasio and Cuomo love to celebrate the way New York has handled the pandemic. Please. We did not cooperate and stayed indoors for so long so that our children could go to school, maybe, sometimes.

We did it to “flatten the curve” and not overwhelm hospitals for a few months – but then to be able to go out to dinner, listen to live music and have a drink with a friend.

We did it because we love New York and want it to come back.

We want our lives to come back, all of us – not just pajama classes.

If you love New York City defend it now or don’t be surprised to find that when you finally get out of your pajamas and leave home, there will be no New York to return to.



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