I was strolling around New York last week, snapping pictures along the way, as I do most every day. I was in Midtown and noticed I was near the historic restaurant Le Cirque, so I veered into the circular glass courtyard on E. 58th Street where the place is located, an address formally known as One Beacon Court. Place reminds me of that circular shaft where Luke and Darth Vader had their duel in "The Empire Strikes Back." I saw Le Cirque to the right. I swiveled. Opposite it was a doorway with the word "Bloomberg" above it.
Oh, yes. I remembered. This building is also the headquarters of Bloomberg L.C. They take up 700,000 of the 900,000 square feet available in the thing. I lifted my camera to take a picture, and a big man in a blue jacket approached me with a stern look on his face. "No pictures!" he said. A security officer. "Why not?" I asked. When people say I can't do something, I always ask why not. Deniers must always be made to explain. If only to inconvenience and annoy them. "They're not allowed," he said. Well, that clears it up.
I didn't take it further. Arguing with security guards never pays off. They only parrot the company line. They don't ask why. I noticed he said nothing when I took a picture of Le Cirque. It was only the Bloomberg entrance that he objected. Draw your own conclusions. I drew mine: more evidence that Bloomberg is a jerk who has one set of rules for us and another for himself.