city shivering, workers heverring to put up barricades and moving in a panic because there s no time. it s not like new york would cower in fear of anything, but this weekend we re cowering for good reason. we re anticipating a powerful no good very bad date with a wet dominatrix, a total bitcm named irene. the song says, we ll see about that. ready to beat us into the humility she insists on with her winds made of wind and strength made of rain. no, i would not like another. new yorkers are a tough as nails bunch of people and most new yorkers make me proud to be one. i move here 20 years ago to find what felt like a jungle with all sorts of lurid crimes going on all the time pap city living in the shadow of past grisly crimes like the son of sam murders and infamous that saw the city