The city has just installed a brand-new wrought iron fence around a triangle of grass where three streets intersect in my neighborhood. Perhaps I'm easily delighted, having gotten used to all the garbage and decay that is the norm this far out in the ghetto, but that stupid fence brings me no end of joy. It's all tall and pristine and stately. Sexy in that Victorian you-can't-touch-this kind of way. I don't know why I like it so much, it just classes-up the joint.
As I was admiring the fence this evening I was struck with a future memory. I saw myself much older, elderly, arm and arm with a friend. As we walked by the deteriorating fence I pointed to it and said, "Why... I remember when they put this fence in... back in 2003, or was it four? The year that nimrod Bush started the war that led to the 'Great War of 2005'...oh you remember Dear, before we were Koreamerica."
Posted by Antigeist at April 2, 2003 08:00 PM