As I sat down to write this, I realized I didn’t have anything to say. Especially on this fifteenth anniversary of 9/11, how can I possibly write a post that relates a funny story, a fabulous vacation, or a yet another trial of motherhood? It just all seems so … ordinary. We’re eating our dinner while others suffer. We complain about our kids sleeping with us when there are those who have no place to sleep. We bicker with our family when others have lost their loves. How dare I blabber on about the goings-on in my life when there are so many more important issues in this world.
The experience begins with a human chute fashioned just like a chute would be on a cattle ranch. In fact, with the Rural King down the street, it isn’t hard to imagine that this is the exact model you would find ushering cows into their corral. Ahead of you are a series of blinking lights. Vegas? No, there is no chance of winning it big here. On the sides are large, soft structures that seem to be sucking kids into them only to spit them back out. They flop and bounce until they recover at the bottom. Then they are sucked right back up again. The sights resemble something you might find in an ’80s sci-fi movie. The feeling isn’t far off either. (more…)