I wish I could crawl inside the brains (if, indeed they have a brain) of people like this and reconnect the multitude of neurons that are obviously disconnected. It must be difficult to go through life so immensely ignorant.
Several years ago, I (briefly) dated a woman who, aside from the cat helmet, rode an SV-650 wearing gear which was extremely similar to the lady above, heels and all.
It seemed like a match made in heaven. Identical bikes (mine red, hers blue), but alas...
They've been pouring liquid nitrogen into this hole for the past month:
Lots of liquid nitrogen.
Judging by the numbers on the tanker, they seem to swap it out about once a week.
There's so much damned nitrogen that the area around the worksite has formed its own weather system.
The trucks around the hole all say "Con Edison" on the side, as do the worker's uniforms. So clearly, this is a front company owned by Hans Gruber's nephew. It is, after all, just two blocks north of both the United Nations headquarters and the Trump World Tower.
Remembering that the Die Hard series of movies are principally centered around John McClaine, an NYPD cop, only a small amount of embellishment is required to understand that this is the setup for the next sequel in what few people realize was in fact a documentary, rather than a series of fictional action movies.