Hourglass Society
Thursday, June 09, 2005
I drove by a Catholic school the other day, and they were having some kind of a festival. They blocked off an entire street in my neighborhood with bouncy blow-ups, tables, tents and the like. Half of the playground was fenced off for two cows, who sat serenely chewing the cud. It was one of those orange plastic fences that wouldn't seem to do much good should one of the bovine captives decide to test its limitations. Adults and children alike were pressed up against the fence--indeed, nearly knocking it over--to have a look at the cows.
And for one brief moment, I saw life from the cows' point of view, or perhaps the perspective of an outsider or an alien. It seemed that the humans were the ones confined, while the cows sat enjoying their wide open playground. The people, it seemed, were the lesser species, while the cows were royalty, indifferently disregarding the pleas of the tiny bipeds trying to break free from their overcrowded pen.
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