Quick—you see four dudes with healthy beards and plaid shirts darting suspiciously into the tunnel near 112th Street, the site of the 2nd Avenue Subway, which isn't in service; what do you do? If you're Harlem resident Jerry Jackson, you call 5-0.
The four dudes, who professed to be "urban explorers," were arrested with Roman candles and cameras in their possession. All of this makes a certain amount of sense: fireworks sparking bright colors inside a dark tunnel while you photograph your friends, knowing the sweet photographs will definitely be listed as Dos in next month's Vice. Sure. But then things take a turn for the bat-shit.
"Just because we got bin Laden doesn't mean it's over," Jackson told the New York Post. And our bafflement meter just exploded.