Life In A Blender
By John R. Greenwood
Mrs. G and I just returned from a mini vacation in Cape Cod. We spent a day in Nantucket, one in and around Hyannis, and one out in Provincetown.
Bare with me. I'm tired and my mind is fading. Before I call it a day I felt a need to share my thoughts on how I think our government should fix this mess they've created.
They should put them all on a big bus and send them out to Provincetown for a weekend. When they arrive they should get out a $1.00 composition book, a sharp pencil, and begin taking notes. They should also take pictures and listen to what's going on out there.
Provincetown is a never ending sea of acceptance and cooperation. People from every walk of life, from every corner of the world, of every age, shape, and design all working together, playing together, and living together. Even the damn dogs get along with each other. At every smile and life filled intersection people were enjoying the diversity and color of the world around them. Cars mixing with pedestrians, grey haired people mixing with purple haired people, even the ocean and the sky work well together out there. I was amazed at the calm that pervaded every corner of that town. It's simple. It's the willingness to accept each other's differences that make Provincetown special.
You can't argue with what works. Here you have this tiny little spec of a town with thousands of people squished into it. The streets are jammed but clean as a whistle. People there are as comfortable talking with a complete stranger as they are their own families. Yes, at first it might be a bit of an adjustment for an upstate country boy but it only takes a half a block to see just how easy things can work when everyone is pushing the cart together. I don't want to oversimplify whats going on in Washington but if they really meant what they said when they were trying to get elected things would get fixed a lot quicker.
So all you politicians out there; get your bags packed there's a place you ought to visit.