When you live in a town where everything orbits around the political, you become apathetic and jaded.
“Nothing ever changes” you moan to yourself while stirring your pot of bitter harpy beef stew and imagining a city free of inconvenient road closures and full of ample unmetered street parking.
I had no illusions when it came to last weekends rally to restore sanity and I initially rolled my eyes thinking it would provoke a retaliatory march of insulted insane people who would stage a counter demonstration and wonder aloud why mental health was now a reasonable target.
They would walk around in their asylum gear and those in restraints would display their protest signs with their teeth.
Alright, so you get the basic premise of why we here in the District hate our streets clogged with clueless out-of-town protestors fumbling from destination to destination crossing against the light and taking up the already less than plentiful parking spaces we rip each others larynx out with our teeth for.
This however, was and exception to the rule.
Lots of smiles and laughter. Full adherence to the laws of the road and pedestrian crossings and seemingly not one person carrying a color coded map with the “forbidden quadrants” that should you be unfortunate enough to stumble into one you would be descended upon and murdered instantly by the roving gangs of thugs we keep quietly waiting for just such an occasion.
Civility and smiles were the theme of the day and in light of Tuesday’s election results we should probably remember that no matter who’s in what office things still need to keep chugging forward to repair the damage.
So triumphant politicians on both sides; play nice, be respectful and even though you may not agree with each other remember who you work for.