friedo, **pseudotriton ruber ruber **, and yearsofstatic–and a couple of other honorable mentioneds whose names I’m too lazy at the moment to look up got it right (and what **prr ** said is my mantra. Every. Fucking. Day.), so, as a resident of the NY metro area (i.e., northern New Jersey b/c I don’t want to live in NYC) for the past roughly eight years, I’ll just add my own:
*I get that you might come from a very whitebread place, where you don’t get to see/touch/interact much (if at all) with real live blacks and Hispanics, but when you encounter us in the streets or on the subways, please, please, *please * don’t look at us as if we were from Mars, or like you’re surprised that we walk upright and go to honest-to-god jobs and whatever like everyone else. Trust me, it’s not cool, and doing so will earn you eyes of daggers. (Yes, folks, this really does happen, and if you do it, and if you encounter the not-so-terrible-looking black guy with the Magen David earring giving you that “WTF?!” look, that would be yours truly. Please. Don’t. Do. It.)
*I understand that y’all might have certain perceptions about crime in NYC, but, really, it’s not necessary to latch onto your kids as if you’re surrounded by child molesters, etc. who want to use them in some kind of ritual sacrifice. By all means, do keep them well within your sight and close to you so that they don’t run into the street or get in my way (I’m looking at y’all, too, native/non-tourist New Yorkers), but, honestly, I’m just trying to get to wherever the hell I’m going at the moment. And some of us, like me, like cute kids, and we might say “hey” and want to stop to play for a minute if the kid engages us, but that’s about it. We’re not looking to steal them from you. Be safe, not paranoid–there is a difference.
*As others have pointed out, there are indeed con artists here who’ll try to sell you stuff on the streets or in the subways (like the boys selling candy for their basketball leagues–that shit cracks me up), or who’ll beg money from you. Some of us Dopers are nice people, and we really do want to help others who seem to be down on their luck, but don’t do it. Or, at the least, be smart about it. If you want to, say, help a homeless person by going into a nearby store, buying something to eat, and bringing it back to them (if you’re not comfortable with them accompanying you), that’s nice (hell, I do that), but you really want to avoid the bullshit. If you can’t help someone, or you’re just not interested, don’t stop and engage them in conversation about how you wish you could help, but you just can’t blah-blah-blah. Just keep it moving. Of course, don’t be insulting (“get a job!”), but just go on about your business.
*Despite what I’ve said above, please don’t be afraid to say “hello” or “good morning” to a stranger in passing. Given my rural Southern roots, one of the things that I absolutely HATE about the North (and most cities in general) is that no one, like we say back home, hails anyone else. It’s as if EVERYONE is under suspicion, and so we can’t give a pleasant greeting to someone because they might have ulterior motives. (And someone might, but that’s why you have to be smart.) I get where that comes from, but still, given even *my * misanthropic tendencies, I really do get a kick on the rare occasion that a stranger hails me–when two human beings take a moment to acknowledge their shared humanity–in passing.
I hope you have a good time.