So one of those Central Park carriage horses, the ones romanticized in films like Manhattan, collapses in the street and dies. I'm amazed it doesn't happen more often. Every time I see one of those horses I shake my head in pity. Does any horse in the civilized world live such an agitated life, clomping every day through the most hectic and noisy traffic anywhere, constantly being cut off by lunatic cab drivers, and being taken care of (supposedly) by people many of whom do not seem, to put it kindly, to be the most sensitive of souls? Time to put an end to this animal abuse once and for all.