Sunday, October 17, 2004
Neighbourhood pranks
From the main window of my apartment, I have a pleasant view of the Stampede grounds, including the Saddledome, not to mention a peek of downtown and the Calgary Tower. It's especially fortunate during Stampede season as I can get the whole fireworks show every night simply by sitting on my couch at midnight. The view is capped off with a giant Canadian flag which rises above the grandstand and is the first thing I see every morning, reminding me where I am and how lucky I am to live here.
I woke up this morning to discover a broken egg dead centre on the main window pane. Nice. I don't have a patio so I can't go out and clean it, and the annual window clean occured a few weeks ago, so all I can ask for is a heavy rain to help wash that gunk off.
Perhaps the assault was performed by a group of rambunctious kids, young punks who carry around eggs in their pockets and for whatever reason selectively threw one of them at my building, hitting my window and my window alone. Kids do that sort of thing all the time, right? Sure, it doesn't make sense that a couple of kids randomly tossed a single egg and hit my fifth-story window without hitting anything else (as I saw when I went outside to investigate) but what do I know?
It couldn't be that a pair of "friends" with whom I argued the other night, and who have both been to my apartment several times, issued a retort to my political position. Or could it? This leads one to wonder their motives. Perhaps the egg was to represent "egg on my face" for my support of the W's War on Terror. Maybe it symbolized the suffering of young children in Iraq and Afghanistan. Could it be they wanted to show I how I was a "chicken-hawk" when it came to the call of war?
Or maybe, just maybe, these guys are stupider than I first thought and this was the best response up to which they could muster.
Next time it happens, I'm calling the cops.
UPDATE: Taylor & Company has a few words with reference to the Kinsella affair which might be of relevance to my own case. He even quotes some scripture, which I take to heart:
I woke up this morning to discover a broken egg dead centre on the main window pane. Nice. I don't have a patio so I can't go out and clean it, and the annual window clean occured a few weeks ago, so all I can ask for is a heavy rain to help wash that gunk off.
Perhaps the assault was performed by a group of rambunctious kids, young punks who carry around eggs in their pockets and for whatever reason selectively threw one of them at my building, hitting my window and my window alone. Kids do that sort of thing all the time, right? Sure, it doesn't make sense that a couple of kids randomly tossed a single egg and hit my fifth-story window without hitting anything else (as I saw when I went outside to investigate) but what do I know?
It couldn't be that a pair of "friends" with whom I argued the other night, and who have both been to my apartment several times, issued a retort to my political position. Or could it? This leads one to wonder their motives. Perhaps the egg was to represent "egg on my face" for my support of the W's War on Terror. Maybe it symbolized the suffering of young children in Iraq and Afghanistan. Could it be they wanted to show I how I was a "chicken-hawk" when it came to the call of war?
Or maybe, just maybe, these guys are stupider than I first thought and this was the best response up to which they could muster.
Next time it happens, I'm calling the cops.
UPDATE: Taylor & Company has a few words with reference to the Kinsella affair which might be of relevance to my own case. He even quotes some scripture, which I take to heart:
"He that hath no rule over his own spirit is like a city that is broken down, and without walls."
-- Proverbs 25:28 (KJV)
Link posted by Rob Huck : 10:25 AM
