Sunday, February 28, 2010
Convos of the Like-Minded, Outside of DC
Evidence of civilization outside the District.
Anyone who has known me for awhile understands how strongly I believe America's founding fathers put a serious masonic force field around the District of Columbia, to make the capital feel more important, impenetrable, mighty. It's a force field that affects the mind - well - my mind anyway, a force field that leads me to believe somehow it's not possible to ever get out of DC. From my perch on Capitol Hill, Bethesda seems as far away as Pennsylvania, Annapolis might as well be an island out in the Atlantic.
The force field, as I perceive it, is twice as strong around old Washington City. Especially powerful is the masonic force field that encircles Capitol Hill. Sometimes it doesn't even seem possible to get to Dupont Circle because that would mean leaving the Hill. I'm telling you, masonic force fields pack a serious wallop.
But force fields of the mind, even those laid out over the landscape by the Masons, can be dispelled simply by stepping onto the Metro train like I did yesterday on my way to a party at a friend's house in Annapolis. By the time I got off the train at New Carrollton, Maryland, I was able to remember that Annapolis is not an island in the ocean but a beautiful town only forty-five minutes away from DC.
Hey, George Washington, Pierre L'Enfant, Andrew Ellicott, et. al. No matter how powerful your magic was, the truth is that not only is it possible to leave DC, but it's important for those of us living in this pressure cooker of a city to get out on a regular basis, to gather with friends, eat, talk, drink. It always does me a world of good. Oh yeah.