Well, I may have spoken too soon in my blog last night, expressing relief that the unrest in Paris had ended, when maybe it’s just getting started. Anyway, I may check back in on that story in a day or two. For tonight’s blog, I’d like to share a thought I had this morning.
It was in the middle of a real life conversation on the subject of public transportation. The person I was talking with was not a particular fan, more of a car person, but that’s beside the point. I suddenly realized one very important thing.
When we use public transportation, and some of us use it every day, for up to a couple of hours, we are crammed in together with 40, 50, maybe a 100 or so people at a time, in a very small space. Less space than people in the space shuttle have, or the crew of a submarine. Sure, there are a few minor irritations; The disgusting, smelly homeless person that nobody wants to sit next to, the rude lady taking up an extra seat with her bag, the creepy guy – saw one incident the other day, the girl was obviously a little bit nervous as soon as the guy sat down across from her – but he never actually did anything.
And that’s kind of my point. People, crammed into a tiny space with each other, generally will be able to deal with it and not freak out and all start killing each other. And it’s not fear of legal retribution. Generally, there is no law in sight. It’s just that most people, like 99% of the people, most of the time, like 99% of the time, just want to get through their day as pleasantly and with as little trouble as possible.
Public transportation shows us that there is hope for the human race.