Monday, November 18, 2013

This morning I awoke to sirens...

...in fact I awake to sirens more and more often. I cannot sit on My front stoop most any day without hearing sirens at least once in a 20 minute period. This damn town now sounds like the sound track of NYPD. I do not live particularly close to a firehouse...can this tiny little town way out here on the prairie really be generating all these dire emergencies?
I feel a little guilty even bringing this up because when I hear a siren or see lights I expect that some human soul is in need of help. I stop, I pull over and do My best to get out of the way.
All this "sturm and drang" seems to be a post 911 phenomenon and I would really hate to think that the various agencies involved in all this din are just playing with all the new toys they were outfitted with in these strange times.
I do however feel compelled to say to the agencies involved, "The Boy Who Cried Wolf "...I will certainly continue to get out of the way, but ask respectfully if all this really necessary?