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June 08, 2007
Not so easy, as it turns out.
Waiting for a streetcar and minding my own when I noticed a glossy magazine in the middle of the street.
In quick succession, an SUV with a lone passenger and a minivan full of small children broke its spine and sent a few pages flying.
Next was a bicyclist puffing on a mentholated cigarette who coasted past. He made a quiet whump as he bounced off the makeshift speed bump and scattered ads for Harry Winston and Ralph Lauren.
Someone really should pick that up, I thought, before those pages are scattered all over the damned neighborhood. I pictured myself one week in the future, grousing about a soggy three-page fold-out featuring an anorexic waif that was blocking a storm drain.
As if to make a point, my iPod shuffled from an airy Coltrane number into "Easy to be Hard," from the original "Hair" soundtrack:
How can people have no feelings
How can they ignore their friends
Easy to be proud
Easy to say no
And especially people
Who care about strangers
Who care about evil
And social injustice
Sheesh, enough already!
After a UPS truck rumbled past, I stepped into the street, retrieved the May edition of Town & Country and dropped it into the nearest trash can.
Posted by Your Protagonist at June 8, 2007 05:57 PM