Hack

I have a special place in my heart for the hack. No, not somebody who particularly sucks at their given occupation but the taxi driver. This entry does tie into this savage art... because my screenplay, Where Are You Seventeen? lives in that very world, the world of a car service driver from the Bronx. I drove for a car service for over a decade and it's something you just can't get out of your blood. It shapes your perspective and in some odd way gives you the tools you need to survive in this sad and beautiful world. Not to mention the fact that it's a way to study the human animal while putting much needed coin in your pocket on a daily basis. Think of it as paid research. Ahh, The Way of the Hack. So I'm dedicating this entry to the New York City Taxi Driver. Those soldiers of the street who gain much wordly wisdom by the end of every shift.

This profile on the Gothamist is what inspired this dedication. A hack who shares some of that wisdom.

photo courtesy of New York Hack