Gee, TUT, you’ve insulted my hometown and my ethnic heritage. That’s not very nice.
Still, I hate the BBQ Pit, and watching people beat each other up. So, even though you started this squabble, I will not join in this barroom melee by breaking a balsawood chair over your head while Ukelele Ike obliviously plays tonky-tonk piano and drags on his cigarette.
I will say that, despite all your foul language and extremeism, you make a few sound observations (confusing Queens layout, bad drivers, full-of-themselves people, etc.) in your OP. And there are thousands of kneejerk NYC apologists who will defend anything in the name of hometown honor; IMHO, they are just as biased as you, refusing to see the bad things, the way you refuse to see the good.
But, if you have any real open mind about this topic, I’ve got a few suggestions for you. I’ve learned that when you travel to a new place, to get the most from the experience, you should experience it on its terms, not yours. Don’t bring your smaller-town expectations – about traffic, and natives, and ethnic groups – with you. Come with an open mind, or frankly, don’t come at all. (I didn’t mean that as a snipe, incidentally; I just meant, why bother coming if you want everything to be exactly like it is at home?)
I was very amused by the whole John Rocker thing. The funny thing was that John Rocker was exactly right in his description of the #7 train. Rocker’s crime wasn’t that he described it wrong, but that he implied that, because the #7 is different from what he’s used to, it was a bad thing.
TUT, when “doing” NYC, it helps a lot if you’ve got a native who knows his/her shit to show you around. I’ll even volunteer if I’m free next time you’re in town. (No kidding.)
Oh, and friedo, Manhattan is bigger than ten square miles; more like 26ish.