My husband and I went downtown yesterday to share the Portland (Oregon) Brewfest. This gathering of beer drinkers outnumbers pretty much any other like it both near and far. It is an event held the last weekend in July EVERY year.
We generally arrive downtown via our mass transit line and walk through the core area to the Willamette River waterfront. I love the walk and that beautiful urban area between Goose Hollow past the city library and beautiful shopping areas. It is home so what can I say.
Yesterday we stopped at a brewpub a couple of blocks from the brewfest to have a small dinner before heading home. We were willing to wait for a table outside. It was a beautiful day. I had a double plate of appetizer tacos and settled back to finish my glass of wine.
The rental bikes that are the new rage here in Portland were everywhere and traffic was being very cautious because of it. The world passed at our feet.
A red Toyota was parked directly in front of us and I remember noticing the beautiful wax job and how immaculate it was. The owner of the car was about to drive away when another man dressed in running clothes hurried to catch the car before it drove away.
There, not ten feet from me a drug deal was completed and the buyer turned away avoiding our eyes. The dealer didn't even change expressions as he pulled out into traffic.
My husband and I looked at each other and neither of us changed expressions either. It was at that moment that I wondered where my sense of outrage had gone. In fact, I took another drink of wine and continued to enjoy our day out.
Don't you find that interesting? What is happening to us? Hmmmmm!
Sunday, July 31, 2016
Where Has My "Outrage" Gone?
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Honestly, I see this happen so often that I think we just aren't as surprised anymore. Sad commentary on our times, but it is the way things are.ReplyDelete
I think that is why I warn my grandchildren about swearing...once it is out of your mouth your brain does not filter when it will come out. That can be very embarrassing. In this case once my brain had seen it it was over being shocked!Delete
Anything goes these days.ReplyDelete
Well, yes and no. We have a family of public servants (state police, county sheriff deputy, both retired). We see what can happen when the public doesn't step up to the plate. What struck me was that this did not seem like a big deal. Isn't that sad?Delete
I might have been tempted to photograph them and give it to a cop.ReplyDelete
This is the very sad thing about this situation...I do not understand fully what the impact on OUR lives would be if we were to turn someone in like this. Do you find yourself thinking that sort of thing?Delete
My kids tell me that if it doesn't effect me, ignore it.ReplyDelete
Golly, that is difficult.
At this time in our history people do not try to hide their crimes like they used to. That does make it very difficult to ignore.Delete
I wouldn't have done anything, either. But you did write a blog post about it, so that's something. Curious to realize how much our world is changing right in front of our eyes.ReplyDelete
Yes it is a very interesting time to be alive. I for one see it with great wonderment!Delete
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