Coalitions, sign me up; LGBT flags, long may they wave; looking for a pot of gold? Nothing better to chase. But in the Jersey City, sky, forgetaboutit! No one believes we get rainbows here. Somebody told me once the lowland geography of downtown J.C. is conducive to rainbows, which is why get them more often than other parts of the Garden State. This evening we had the right set of meteorological paradoxes – bursts of thick rain and blasts of sunshine. Finally, I have my camera with me when a rainbow appears. Everybody looks at the sky and smiles, a rainbow. Cheerfulness immediately and irrevocably induced.