Why I should never travel without a camera November 8, 2006
Posted by Aaron in : Life , trackbackImagine an older woman, floral print dress and lawn chair. She’s got an umbrella to protect herself from the glaring sun as she calmly sits by the curb of a crowded intersection. There are several other people of varying ages and appearances sitting with her strung along the curb. They all have signs, most of which have far too much print on them to actually be legible except perhaps if you got out of your car and walked over. The exact meaning of the signs isn’t quite clear but the ones you can read are all fire and brimstone, banding Hell about as if it were a red pen used on the lives of all who drive past (don’t even try to claim you don’t know what red pen, you know what I’m talking about).
I really did almost park my car somewhere so I could go chat with them. My overwhelming curiosity was not what church they attend or even really who they are, but what they hoped to accomplish. To ask them how many lives they’ve seen truly transformed by a shotgun-peppering of self-righteous guilt. To ask them how long it’d been since they had actually fed the hungry rather than taunted them for their lack of food. But I didn’t, I suppose because I knew that whatever answer they came up with, mine was probably worse. Well that and I was headed back to work.
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