Sunday, December 10, 2006

I don't like this

Friday night after we went out to eat, we decided to drive through the park. The city decorates the park every year for Christmas. This year they had some new features.

What I saw Friday night bothered me so much that Thomas and I went through the park again last night. I snapped a photo. Sorry it's blurry, I was in my car and too lazy to get out.

In front of an 1870s log cabin are two wolves preying upon a deer.

Uhm, excuse me, but how is that CHRISTMASY? I think this display is awful, awful, awful!
So did Thomas. And, so did my husband, who is a hunter, who lectures me all the time about what really happens in life.

What were they thinking? This is supposed to be a pretty display. It's supposed to be sappy sweet and make you say ahhhh. It's supposed to fit in with everything else in the park: A Christmas tree with great-big packages underneath, polar bears, flying geese, and fountains. Last year in front of the cabin they had a one-horse open sleigh.

I can just picture the wolves attacking the buck, tearing him to shreds. That's just the kind of mental picture I want after driving through a holiday display. Not.

After we got home I started thinking about it even more. I will be honest here: I don't like the town I live in. Aside from the fact that it is a very safe place to live, the people are RUDE, our neighbors are awful, and there is nothing to do here. My friends here are all transplants like I am, because the locals don't accept outsiders. I have lived here almost ten years and I still don't feel like this is home. Honestly, the people really are rude. The store clerks always throw your stuff around and are gruff. People aren't friendly and don't wave. Last Easter, my neighbor verbally attacked me because Thomas was playing in the gutter. What kid hasn't played in the gutter? It was so bad I nearly called the police on him. I should have because he could have been cited for tresspassing and illegal dumping. (He took it upon himself to shovel the contents of the gutter -- gravel -- into our yard. There are some nice people here, but the overall attitude is nasty.

So after thinking about it, I thought that the display was fitting. I'm the buck. The wolves represent the town I live in. That's how I feel living here. Maybe the idiot at the city who ordered the display was a transplant here as well. That's the only reason I can come up with why someone would order that display!


Sue said...

(((Frankie))) I can't imagine a display like that being part of a Christmas lighting display. Have you considered contacting the town council about it? I totally feel for your situation. We live in a town like that too. Let me know if you contact them. Sue

Anonymous said...

How disturbing! I can't say that I would find that appropriate either and I'm a country/farm girl.

Steph said...

That is really bizarre! :-(

Ms.L said...

Ohhh Frankie,what a thing to see:(
That's just awful!
I feel the same about my town in some ways as you do.
Getting after your boy for playing in the gutter, what an old grump.
My kids are always in some gutter or ditch too. Give me a break..

Anonymous said...

Tacky, tacky, tacky! I can hardly believe it. Can you write or call and complain about it? I may even be tempted to do a letter to the local editor about the bad taste displayed by this business.

So sorry to hear that you hate where you live. I have a friend who is a native Minnesotean, transplanted here, and oddly complains of the same thing in reverse (that MINN was so nice and everyone here is rude)> Maybe it is just society in general is so wary of new folks that they never get a fair shake.

Anonymous said...

Oh my stars. If that's someone idea of a joke, he obviously doesn't belong on the Christmas committee.

Hey, move here. Our town has a lighted display of different winter sports (hockey player, figure skater, skiier, etc.). And to think I was upset when they decided to do that instead of put lights on trees lol.