Mike Paterniti

I thought maybe I'll see him in action.

Maybe I'll get to see him save somebody.

Just his backstory.

I mean, I actually came, I had come from Cambodia.

So I was covering these genocide trials.

So I wasn't, you know, I didn't have the most optimistic feelings about humanity.

And I thought I was going to find something there.

You thought you were kind of like a hopeful figure.

Yeah, I mean, hope, perseverance, generosity.

But as soon as I got on the bridge, I realized that all those notions were completely absurd.

I mean, I got instantly depressed.

First of all, there's this four-mile-long bridge and this one man out there sort of trying to pick out who was going to jump.

And he has this little moped and does a little cruise on the bridge every once in a while.

But even that is, you know, a somewhat comical sight to behold.

You know, he's on this little broken down moped putting through the crowd with his big pair of binoculars around his neck.

You know, I sort of thought maybe this isn't even real.

Like maybe this blog is a complete figment of his imagination or a fiction that he constructs, you know, once a week.

And I just don't see how this guy can save anybody out here.

Yeah.

He was really grumpy and unwilling to acknowledge me.