P O W E RPosted: July 6, 2012
P O W E R
is the word of the moment. Obama thinks he has it; Mitt wants it; and many of us in DC/Virginia/Maryland don’t have it–thanks to that recent dam “land hurricane/tornado/derecho/wind storm”.
Please let me blow off steam.
It all boils down to C O N T R O L. Not one to follow politics, I guess Barack thinks he is boss at the moment. And Romney, a Mormon, monitors each motion of every damn member of his perfect family. And neither DOMINION POWER nor PEPCO can seem to restore it.
I even read Ann Romney has straight/good posture—at her age?? Now, that is self control.
Back to me. I drive home during the storm only to find no electricity in my driveway. Garage door does not budge when I push the remote button. “Drats”. I want to get inside, put recently purchased frozen foods in freezer, sip a cold drink, move wet clothes from washer to dryer, blow dry my sweaty hair. And so on.
POWER is out, I realize as neighbor’s TV is dark. Once again, I must think quickly. YES! Painter who did not show today left his tall ladder leaning against “terrace” off my 2nd story bedroom. Kicking off my pumps, I take control and scale the ladder within seconds, then hurl myself over the rail not unlike an Olympic pole vaulter. All the while I am praying to the gods that terrace door remains unlocked.
The gods are on my side. Slipping into my cool bedroom, I know I am home. Pausing to catch my breath, lights flash, TV blares, AC hums, ice maker barks, birds chirp.
P O WE R is back…
So who is in control?