This seems like such a foreign country sometimes, there are so many interesting WNY exclusivities (is that a word?).
For some reason, there are a lot of Canadian flags around. Many businesses have US and Canadian flags outside, sometimes with the NY state flag, but often without it. And for some reason, at hockey, football, and lacrosse games (but not baseball), the Canadian national anthem is sung as well as the American, no matter who is playing. A friend suggested that this is because there are Canadian teams in the league, but that isn't consistent throught the league (other cities' ball games only feature our anthem).
Some street signs make no sense. On some highways, speed limit signs read "state speed limit 55". Other highways list the speed limit as 65, so obviously the state speed limit is not 55. They also have signs that say "speed zone ahead", which we figured out means "reduced speed ahead", not a suggestion to increase speed or a warning that drugs are delt nearby. Some street signs are optional, at least on some streets. On Franklin Street and Seneca Street, to name two, "No Standing" signs are optional. They seem to apply only at certain unspoken hours. Happily, it is during the busiest times of the day that you can park in the No Standing zones (but only on one side of the street -- the No Standing signs on the other side are strictly adhered to).
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A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Speak what you think now in hard words, and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day. — 'Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.' — Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and Jesus, and Luther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirit that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood. --Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Self-Reliance"
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