Towards a better informed citizenry
It was just a matter of time. After all, I work with (other people’s) money, and money buys stuff. Today, an iPad crossed my path.
A nice one, to boot. Maxed out memory, some apps already loaded. My reaction? It needs a handle. The whole time I was holding the device, I kept thinking “What if it slips to the floor and fractures?” No awe, no “need to own”. The iPad feels like a demo for an iTouch. One of those oversized models used to make a point. Guess I’m getting blasé with age. Would I trade my trusted triple boot netbook for one. Nope.
How come the police don’t have to tell the rest of us what’s going on? While waiting between city bus runs in the downtown area, I counted no lesss that five marked cars, with lights and sirens doing the safety dance. U-turns, red light runs, everything I’m not allowed to do with my ordinary driving permit. And I have no idea what was going on. Shouldn’t there be announcements for the rest of us, to reassure us about the situation at hand? I mean, fair is fair.
Of course, I could get a scanner. Maybe I will. Imagine the satisfaction spawned by being in the right place at the right time, and in the know. I wouldn’t interfere. There’d be no need to rubberneck. I’m be a (better) informed citizen. Perhaps I can send an email to the mayor, letting him know that there is a better way to treat the plebes. He cares; he tells us so every day.
