For Every Action… There Is A Reaction
Saturday afternoon was quite the adventure… (and I shall explain without the aid of any curse words).
As I was driving down Richmond Avenue, I saw this guy standing in a sea of pigeons and doves:
He owns a dry cleaning place called Jarinee’s on Richmond and was feeding “his friends… especially the sick ones.” He quickly pointed out how one of the pigeons had some kind of unhealthy looking growth on its beak.
Now, just a block earlier, I had seen this sign:
Which made me laugh because (a) it reminded me of the happy little conversation from a previous post on the rail subject and, (b) the logic behind this pseudo palindrome is utterly ridiculous.
Rail = Liar… so, Straw = Warts?
Alas, (to paraphrase Nigel from Spinal Tap) in their effort to look clever, the anti Richmond-rail group merely look silly.
So I asked the owner of Jarinee’s what he thought of the prospect of a rail line on Richmond. He said, “it’s good for business. I hope they hurry because the train will not hurt business, but the slow construction.”
I asked him about the anti rail signs and he said, “I don’t live around here, but if I did, I would probably not want the train in front of my home either. Nobody will win.”
I then asked him what he thought would happen to his birds if the rail went in. He said, “they are very loyal to my place. Even when I don’t come out to feed them, they show up and feel safe here. They will still come, you know?”
Perhaps there’s an analogy in there between pigeons and customers?
Anyway, other people seem to agree with the Jarinee’s owner as I found these signs posted along Richmond:
Perhaps we should invite the Richmond rail proponents and opponents to duke it out at the food fight?
In other news…
Thanks to Captain Katya for the post on the Shakespeare plays at Miller Outdoor Theater. I attended both plays and REALLY enjoyed both of them. It was a packed house for both events. The nice thing is that you could bring your own refreshments! I picked up a small box of rice cakes from a place called… ummm… the Rice Cake shop… or maybe it’s called Kong Ju.
Highly recommended! I picked up a box of rice cakes filled with sesame seeds and happily munched away while enjoying the final performance of The Tempest.