The winds of change
I went out this morning, down in my courtyard, chatting with my neighbors and then next door to Maudie’s Cafe for breakfast. The winds of change were blowing - low dark clouds up from the gulf, not dropping their rain on this drought-starved city, yellow leaves from the dying trees, dirt from the bare lots where the grass has croaked, gas fumes from the heavy traffic because the bus drivers are on strike - the winds were a-blowing. I bought a newspaper for the first time in ages and put it on my table. I wanted to be out around people and check out the vibe.
Austin is like the San Francisco of Texas. Inside Maudie’s, out of the wind, everyone was smiling and the people I talked to were all happy. Not boisterous, rowdy, stomp on the ground, victory dance happy. Just quietly happy, a very sane, grounded happy. It felt like it does at a birth, a little amazed and truly pleased.
It felt like we had been given a chance to do better now. Will we? It’s up to us. I think we have a good wind at our back, I think we can.
November 5th, 2008 at 12:48 pm
We’ll see. He’s getting his “highly classified” briefings where he finds out who he’s REALLY working for. If he changes the system for the better then I’ll vote for the very first time in 2012.