Friday, April 25, 2008
Signs of the Times
Did you see the story about the gigantic sinkhole that appeared suddenly on I-70 in western Maryland? It's huge, unexpected, will be expensive to repair. An abyss appearing in the middle of one of our cross-country freeways is a marvelously disturbing metaphor for the sinking American empire. Yikes.
Another, more positive sign (personal, too) is the fact that as I rode home after work last night, the rear view mirror on my bike suddenly detached itself from the handlebars and went flying. I turned around and looked but couldn't find it. I wasn't going fast - I never do. How could it have completely disappeared? Within a minute or two I realized it was pointless to keep looking. Onwards and upwards, Reya. Don't look back!
One sign I've been unable to interpret is the meaning of the ongoing split within the Democratic party. It's not a happy campaign, not for any of us who are interested in electing a Democrat this time. We Democrats are supposed to be the good ones, so what's with all the antipathy among us?
Meanwhile, the tulips, iris, clump-double cherries and dogwoods continue to bloom as if nothing were wrong. Their beauty helps me avoid any urge towards cynicism. Many thanks to Mother Nature for the colors, shapes and sweet scents of spring. Bravo!!