a world without people
There's supposed to be a show on called "Life without people", on the History channel coming up. I ran into the concept myself a few weeks ago while searching for a particular agency in Kansas City.I needed some information quickly, so I called and called again the next day when there was no response. My favorite flaw and strength is tenacity, and I pondered their silence. There had been a slew of tornadoes in that area. (We actually had one close by ourselves - almost unheard of for the NW coast, besides the fact that it is Winter.) I thought, perhaps there had been some disaster close to their organization, so I looked up the town on the internet to see if there were troubles in their news, like getting wiped off the face of the earth. (So I'm strange..)
They had no direct damage from the storms. What was amusing was this article in their paper that read (approximately) "What if we were all gone?" The article apparently led to some graphics that would show how the city would look without people. I didn't click on the graphics. (Perhaps it is associated with that show that will be on the history channel.) There was a bulletin board attached for readers' comments. Some wondered why the article qualified for front-page news, and others wondered "Why are you wasting our time?" I had to laugh, and wanted desperately to reply "I was just wondering if you were all gone...'cause no one answers the phone," but of course i didn't.
Anyone reading my blog might wonder why I am wasting their time, but since it is isolated, I am only wasting my own time.
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It's been a glum few weeks. While searching for a belated gift, I noticed my wish list and sought anew to find a book that my cousin had co-authored before he died. It's a text book, and I was able to get it with a disc for $0.28 and $4.99 shipping.
The disc is a floppy, (but I do have an older computer where I keep my photography records with a floppy.)
No one speaks of him because he took his own life. I found that irritating, but have lost touch with my father's side of the family now anyway. His death still mystifies me. It disturbs me that this bit of his life was outdated and valued at $0.28. I think of my life and the number of hours working and studying and realize that I haven't put my 2 cents in anywhere really. $0.28 is pretty good.
Time moves on. While working on a presentation, I found myself startled at discoveries and processes that we take for granted now that were introduced in healthcare in the late 1930's. To me, that's not very long ago, and the changes made a big difference in survivability. I think, "Wow, that's only about 20 years before I was born." Then I realize that if I explain it to a younger person, they'll think of it being close to a century ago.
I feel sad for the neighbor. A few month's ago he told me his partner was very sick and this was likely his last Christmas. So he put up a lot of decorations on his lawn, great big happy lit up balloon characters, and he left them up and lit them up every night. What day is it? I think he took them down Saturday, 'cause the house isn't lit up tonight. Every time I saw them I felt like crying. I'm glad they're down now. He must've been trying to hold on to Christmas...breaks my heart.
Maybe I just need to crash so I can get back up again. Oh well, tomorrow's another day.
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