Observations by Diana Povis || Author's Links |
October 5, 2001 With thoughts of all that is going on in the world today--fueled by NPR's news segments telling me that Tony Blair is going to Pakistan for 4 hours, that the United States is air-dropping food supplies into Afghanistan, and giving the odds of another terrorist attack on American property here or abroad--whirling through my head as I mechanically drove the 21 interstate miles to work, I must say that I found it reassuring, I guess that is the word, to hear the local news portion telling me that Pennsylvania has a fall foliage hot line. October
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that same day: In my pod at work, I am listening to the radio and knitting through all that I am learning from the media about anthrax, and how to handle incoming mail. Meanwhile, I am staring at the computer and reading through the instructions from our IT Director regarding how to handle incoming emails--full of worms, and carrying some contagious virus. The government of South Africa says that they are warning those who are planning to leave for Afghanistan to fight with "Bubba and the Tailbones"--warning that they will face punishment to the full extent that the law allows--upon their return to South Africa? Ayyy-yi-yi-yi! What about that old adage regarding the ounce of prevention being worth a pound of cure? And why, when the network reporter heard the man he was interviewing say that he is closing his shop in Johannesburg, South Africa, and taking his two sons to Afghanistan to fight in the Jihad for Allah--to stop America and Bush--why couldn't the reporter have helped that man to Allah--right then and there? Again, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. . . Erie, Pennsylvania, late Saturday night: a drunk threw exploding powder on the floor of the bar and almost scared the life outta 120 other drunks. What was going on there? A drunk terrorized fellow drunks? Is terror contagious? On the way to work this morning, I noticed that the Sheriff had 6 guys in orange vests walking along the interstate and picking up trash. If we institute the no legs below the knee/creeper plan (as presented for consideration on October 12th) for terrorists and would-be terrorists, could work the interstates and pick-up the trash. (There used to be a man, here, who worked Route 61, in the winter. He would scoot along the snow and ice-packed road, and pick up the bits of coal that fell from the trucks as they rushed their cargo to the coal bins of our homes.) By the way, any further discipline required--should these guys take it upon themselves to get into roadside scuffles, would result in the removal, one at a time, of the wheels on their creepers. For them, strike three wouldn't be applicable, but ball four would definitely be a walk. Does every interstate have one? You know, that mile and half stretch where--in addition to heavy morning, bumper to bumper traffic traveling 17 miles an hour over the speed limit--at least two major roads with exits and merge ramps? Ours does. Right between exits 57 and 59. That's where all of the Dale Earnhart fans bone up on their driving skills. |
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