There are massive ice floes on the Hudson. I was hoping to see a woolly mammoth grazing the shores of New Jersey on the opposite side... no such luck, only the future of banking, real estate and law deep in cafeteria analysis of Friendster. I just wanted to see one sabre tooth tiger engage one woolly mammoth in battle to make my lunch less depressing, and everybody could go home over the Bering Strait afterwards. All of this is so unfair.