A Day at the Park
I hear we’re a nation divided, on the verge of civil war. I see it on facebook, X, comment sections. They are coming for us. They’re out to get us. They. The other side. Pick a side. They are vermin. They wish you harm. They are out to get you. They might be politicians. They could be on Tik Tok. They could be influencers. It’s that neighbor with that political sign in their yard. Teachers. Preachers. Gays. Homeless folks. Immigrants. They are coming and they won’t stop until they destroy you. After seeing this in my feed all week, division was in the front of my mind as we took our five year old daughter to Day In the Park today. Only, they didn’t show up. It was a sunny September Saturday. The kind of blue sky day that only comes when school is back in session and fall is around the corner. Balloons littered the landscape. The squeals of children playing. But I wasn’t fooled for a minute. I kept an eye out for division. A few ponies and some face painting wouldn’t deter...
