The sight of the downtown street vendors, their Christmas stocks piled high, marooned atop boxes and other precarious perches, waiting for the water dumped by the early morning deluge to recede, was more than ample testimony to the folly of a city that is simply unable to get its act together as far as managing our garbage disposal and draining the city are concerned.
By afternoon, the downpour having been supplanted by sharp sun, the vendors had begun to hawk their wares from whatever vantage point they could find. The rains, however, had made their point.
For many of the downtown merchants, however, there was no trading on Wednesday. Up to late in the afternoon, water was
