Truly Powerful People (432)

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I walked slowly through downtown today. It was such a gorgeous day that I couldn’t help myself. It is not as easy as it sounds to walk slowly through downtown. I felt as if the world was moving in fast motion or like I was a little kid playing on the freeway; people move fast! Folks in business attire whizzed by, some careening into walls to avoid crushing me. I thought it was a courtesy to slam into a wall rather than mow down a slow walker. Some people slammed on their leather-shoe-brakes and danced behind me looking for a passing opportunity. One lady cussed; she was late for something and I was an impediment.

The community resource guides – nice folks in yellow shirts that ride bikes and ask people if they need help or directions – stopped to ask me if I needed help or perhaps directions. Walking slow in the city signaled that I must be a tourist; locals have things to do and places to be. I said “No thank you,” and they said, “We’re here to help if you need us.”

“Wouldn’t it be a great world,” I thought to myself, “if people extended to their fellow citizens the same courtesy they extend to visitors!” Can you imagine a city whose citizens were dedicated to helping anyone at anytime find their way through life? A society dedicated to helping all members get where they need to go – as personal acts of generosity?

Of this I am certain, members of this imaginary culture would never rush through downtown.

2 Responses

  1. I was right there with you. I love to walk slowly through Seattle or any big city. I live in the woods. we don’t see the wild city creatures of the city here. in the woods the wild stop and stare at us.

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