What’s your favorite Michael Jackson song?

My cousin’s six year old son is taking a poll and wants to know what your favorite Michael Jackson song is. Leave your answer in the comments so he can read them.

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  • Two black kids, maybe ten or eleven years old, confidently amble onto the train. They each are lugging two boxes of candy that are about half their heights. They murmur a few words to each other and, as soon as the doors close, they part ways.

    The kid wearing the yellow shirt that goes down to his knees and the bright red pants stays in this section of the train. The shoelaces of his sneakers are not tied and his hair is slicked back behind his ears. The train has lurched ahead now and he swaggers forward, carrying his boxes of candy.

    “Hello, ladies and gentlemen,” he announces with panache, chin up and eyes open. He’s about to launch into the patter that he himself has said dozens of times and that he knows we have all heard dozens of times in the past. “My name is Jeremiah and I don’t mean to disturb you today…”

    His left hand has put down a box of candy—the one with all the fruity candy in it—and it teeters. Jeremiah is trying to deliver his pitch, though, so he doesn’t notice tha

  • I'm going to group my opinions on both the slanted and modified varieties.

    Back when they ran on the 6th Av IND, I remember they had a more hollow sound traveling on the rails than their R-68 counterpart, enabling me to determine whether it was a B or a D without having to face or look down the track.

    When I was walking down the stairs to the platform, the fact they were R-40s told me which train it was at a moment's notice.

    They probably had the best interior lighting: ambient without being overly glarish unlike the 142s and 160s.

    The seating was simple. The small profile also gave the impression of airiness in a comparatively small space. The armrests were probably the most functional out of all of the subway car classes.

    The ride was a gentle rumble such that you couldn't distinguish where the gaps in the running rails were. The effect was more favorable than the air-bag suspension on the NTTs, IMHO.

    With their retirement at hand, taking the train isn't going to be quite as fu

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  • We exist in a society within which 'life on the move' is increasingly common, and supported by a growing array of mobile information and communication technologies. The research aimed to develop an understanding of travel-time use and explore ways in which public transport providers and passengers can benefit from this.

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  • Save our sounds: In the first programme, acoustician Trevor Cox joins a soundwalk in central London and explores the world of acoustic ecology. Trevor meets artists and city planners to discuss how sound influences our lives and affects our well being. Are cities getting noisier or is it just that we're losing the quieter places we once had – the back streets and urban squares where citizens can go for a respite from the wall of noise? How has the soundscape in London changed and what sounds are in danger of being lost in the future?
  • Vibration and noise limits have been established by the MTA and the project designer. The vibration and noise readings will be monitored by the construction management team.

    Please direct any questions or concerns to Marcus Book, Assistant Director, MTA NYC Transit Government and Community Relations at 646-252-2675 or Claudia Wilson at the work site at 212-792-9716

    (tags: noise subway)
  • Now, getting on the train at 96th Street is always a horror. This being my point of entry I believe that I have the god-given right to board before all of the "roaches" as I refer to the uptown people who de-train from the Local onto the Express train. This is what it feels like when the #1 comes in just as the Express is pulling in. All these little bugs crossing the platform scurrying to get on the train. Normally, I take the warrier stance, spreading my legs wide, moving my arms pretenting to be listening to music.
  • In my first few experiences on the subway I was hooked up to my iPod listening to music with the volume blasting on high. I was off in my own world listening to tunes by RJD2 or Ida Maria as the world whizzed past me. But recently, I have left the ear buds and iPod in my backpack. I enjoy listening to fleeting conversations as I walk past people on my way in and out of the subway. I enjoy hearing the sounds of the subway rattle on the rails as it accelerates to cruising speed or screech to a halt. I don't want to be disconnected from the living and breathing City of New York. Everyday is an experience already, but being in New York City is like taking this experience and pumping it full of growth hormones. If I'm wired to an iPod, I might miss something. I feel anxious just sitting here writing this blog post- there is always something happening here.