"Being There"

"My lord," thought Bluebird, "The city has gone mad."
Staring out his fourth story apartment window the scene below could only be described as chaos. Crazed panhandlers shout a cacophony of clarinet bars into the brisk night air that giant skyfish so elegantly sail through on their way to the George's Theater on Third. A man has caught one of these avian aquatics and laughs maniacally that he will be fed for days until the obnoxious blaring of car horns causes his grip to fail. Thousands of enraged peas form an army bent on overthrowing the managership of the nearby grocery, emitting a continuous roar of high-pitched war cries as they hop energetically down the street. Looking up, Bluebird sees the buildings singing cheerily in barbershop quartet the gist of the scene below.

He decides he'd better stay in.