You never know what you’re going to see in a city like New York. The construction job I’m on for the week is right by Times Square so you’re due for some tourists taking pictures of pigeons and homeless people ranting to no one.

What I didn’t expect to see was a pair of tits. But sure enough, on Monday, there was a tall black man with a megaphone walking with 2 topless women down 6th Avenue at 3:00 in the afternoon. As they walked, the guy was repeating “Free the nipple” into his megaphone over and over. So I wrote a song line about the sight:

Now you’re in New Yoooooork. Concrete jungle where girls walk with their tits out to free the nipples, there’s nothing you can’t dooooo!

Just to clear the air, I do not understand why it’s free the “nipple” as apposed “nipples” but I’m fully on board regardless. Men have their shirts off all the time and no one says a god damn word. If you’re really in favor of gender equality, let women go topless just like men and let’s #FreetheNipple. It made my day better and those lovely women looked quite happy with their tits out for the boys. Spread the word and stop the suppression of nipples everywhere.

The NYC streets entertained me yet again yesterday. At lunch on the same street we were blessed by the topless women freeing their nipples, a kid approached us asking if we would join the movement to get rid of President Trump. He would not take our silence and blatant ignorance of his approach as a “get the fuck away from us we’re just trying to eat lunch.” It took some effort to get the guy to leave us alone and fight his cause elsewhere that he’s so sure of. New York is full of surprises, they aren’t all fun.

P.S. – I definitely have faith in #FreetheNipple being a totally legitimate campaign when I saw that you can buy a shirt for $34 (!!!) and the website has a total of zero (0) concrete goals or ideas laid out for the equality they are walking around topless for. But if they want to go around topless, I’m not trying to stop them.