What's horrifying about the video embedded below is not the actual fight, but rather that the baby in the red stroller gets pushed to the side--and disappears from the mother's view--for the duration of the altercation.
I don't know how city-dwellers do it. Give me wide open spaces, fresh air, and strangers who still give you the "howdy" wave when you drive by their house. I've been to the city, and it's not for me.
Two days ago I was driving down a rural road and saw two older women with a flat tire. They were trying to change a tire on their car, but it was a bit of a job, given their age. Just before I got close to them, a man in a pickup truck stopped to offer them assistance. THAT, dear friends, is the reason I live in a small town.
When the zombies come, I hope there's a good ol' boy standing beside me with his shotgun.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
1 comments:
I don't think you can squeeze 2 million people into a square mile, throw in pollution, incessant noise, crowds and heat without resulting in garbage like that.
Last week, when we came home from Amish country, we drove through the city capital and just the change in pace was enough to rattle my nerves. Give me a quiet little spot in my little village any day.
Post a Comment