The Other Half
Posted By Paul Kotik on 4 July 2005
I shall hie me to the beachfront tomorrow evening to observe the stupendous fireworks displays all along the coast and in the interior. South Florida is as flat as a billiard table, so one can see the explosions miles away. The rockets and so forth are sold in every supermarket, and there seem to be no discernible limits on their power or range. Some of them look like they would require a three-person crew to operate. The evenings have looked and sounded like downtown Fallujah for several days already, as the good citizens train for the main event.
I mean to slip into the ocean tomorrow night after midnight with one of my pals, after the full-throttle nuclear display the City of Fort Lauderdale will put on, apparently to remind the common citizens just who's Boss in these parts. "You call that a rocket ? This is a rocket !" Maybe we'll bring some glow sticks, arrange them in an artful way on the bottom. It may seem like a strange way to become reacquainted with the Ocean, but then, certain sorts of rendezvous are best made in the dark, non ?
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