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this is not a political commercial. It is merely what i observed yesterday in a corner of the world called Linwood. It was a very warm day. We were driving to the coop for some juice, as we fuss over Sunday brekky a bit being that Jim is home to enjoy it, and doesn't have to rush off to work in an hour. Ahead on the road i see a cop with a bicycle.He says something we can't hear to us. he pull closer to hear him, and it seems he was asking us to back up, and then stay put for a second. He seemed tense, so we complied in a bit of a hurry.Suddenly i see there are at least 5 or 6 cops, and two groups of marchers. After hearing about Ireland just now, I frankly was terrified of trouble. Since the car factory left, you rarely see 150ish people doing anything.
Now Jim is talking to me, telling me they will just march, and then it will be done. And it was.That's not the amazing part to me. I looked at faces. Some were in wheelchairs even. They seemed not so much sinister as hot and tired. They looked like robots too, not in a bad way but like in a cloned kind of way. NO one said a word, they just played instruments and marched, and then they turned a corner and we went on with our lives. Just like that.Nothing more to report.
Blessings
this is not a political commercial. It is merely what i observed yesterday in a corner of the world called Linwood. It was a very warm day. We were driving to the coop for some juice, as we fuss over Sunday brekky a bit being that Jim is home to enjoy it, and doesn't have to rush off to work in an hour. Ahead on the road i see a cop with a bicycle.He says something we can't hear to us. he pull closer to hear him, and it seems he was asking us to back up, and then stay put for a second. He seemed tense, so we complied in a bit of a hurry.Suddenly i see there are at least 5 or 6 cops, and two groups of marchers. After hearing about Ireland just now, I frankly was terrified of trouble. Since the car factory left, you rarely see 150ish people doing anything.
Now Jim is talking to me, telling me they will just march, and then it will be done. And it was.That's not the amazing part to me. I looked at faces. Some were in wheelchairs even. They seemed not so much sinister as hot and tired. They looked like robots too, not in a bad way but like in a cloned kind of way. NO one said a word, they just played instruments and marched, and then they turned a corner and we went on with our lives. Just like that.Nothing more to report.
Blessings
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