Mr. President, There's a Giant Lizard Eating the Chrysler Building

Isn’t that just like The Man- doing all he can to keep a green woman livin’ in poverty.

Giant Lizards are passe’.

Tell me when the World’s Largest Hamster attacks Greenwich Village…

I always get frustrated when this happens on ST:TNG, but this would be a perfect time to say, “Uh, sir, maybe you’d just better come down here and take a look at this yourself…”

Well as I understand it there is a segment of the GV population that is having problems with gerbils

I think the standard line is: “Mr President, there’s a situation on Manhattan Island.”

The precise inflection of the word situation conveys the severity of the threat; anything else is then conveyed in a full briefing, that’s hopefully well sourced (or, in certain cases I neglect to name here, at least contain a convincing hand puppet theatre performance).

I came in here to point that out :waves fist:

I’ll guess I’ll have to warn the pres of the current wave of giant rabbit attacks underway in the Southwest instead :stuck_out_tongue:

Well, it’s better than a giant building eating the Chrysler Lizard. That would make Pat Buchanan very angry, confused, and sure to stay behind the podium.

He got it off a toilet seat, honest!

I’ve done the drill, both on my own and as part of official building drills. The building has been evacuated a few times since I’ve been working here. On 9/11, obviously, and a little while thereafter, when there was a “credible threat” received. Also, there was a steam pipe explosion under the building in 2007.

Funny thing – after these incidents, my firm distributed “survival kits” to employees. The kit was contained in a fanny pack, and contained four ounces of water in a plastic bag, some kind of food brick (soylent green, perhaps), and a whistle. I think that was all. Maybe a flashlight.

Now, if they’d given us a fanny pack containing a handgun, ammunition, a pint of whiskey and a bunch of Krugerrands, I think I’d be prepared for anything.

Jet powered lizards and flying goats blew into his mind and rattled around for a few minutes.