To greet me at my L-train stop was an usual parade seen above. There was a brigade of children marching to the orders of a drill Sargent, each of them carrying a different flag. I found this fascinating as well as frightening and, judging by the gawking audience of hipsters or artsy youths, they were thinking what I was thinking. Pacing back and forth, I wasn't sure what to do or what to make of it. Granted, I could be quite ignorant about the whole thing since I couldn't read the Spanish on the banner in front of them, but this wasn't the only authoritative group. Ahead of this under-developed camouflaged battalion was a group of mounted police officers, behind it was a line of veterans. After a moment's consideration, I hurried alongside the parade and tried to get home as quickly as possible. It was only after a block I noticed a new entry in these unusual festivities.
An older man was spotted skipping along with a stroller. His appearance was a rainbow of colors and his stroller contained a dog which matched his personality. I had seen this character a couple of times before around Herald Square, but never gave him the proper credit he deserves. In this setting he was a savior; a reminder to all the other stiff faces that life doesn't have to be so contained by discipline and order. He was a different force in a sea of the same. It was his intent to tear down this parade with a smile and a prance. With all the people who grinned at his presence, I think he proved his point. The police in front of him did nothing.
To greet me at my L-train stop was an usual parade seen above. There was a brigade of children marching to the orders of a drill Sargent, each of them carrying a different flag. I found this fascinating as well as frightening and, judging by the gawking audience of hipsters or artsy youths, they were thinking what I was thinking. Pacing back and forth, I wasn't sure what to do or what to make of it. Granted, I could be quite ignorant about the whole thing since I couldn't read the Spanish on the banner in front of them, but this wasn't the only authoritative group. Ahead of this under-developed camouflaged battalion was a group of mounted police officers, behind it was a line of veterans. After a moment's consideration, I hurried alongside the parade and tried to get home as quickly as possible. It was only after a block I noticed a new entry in these unusual festivities.
An older man was spotted skipping along with a stroller. His appearance was a rainbow of colors and his stroller contained a dog which matched his personality. I had seen this character a couple of times before around Herald Square, but never gave him the proper credit he deserves. In this setting he was a savior; a reminder to all the other stiff faces that life doesn't have to be so contained by discipline and order. He was a different force in a sea of the same. It was his intent to tear down this parade with a smile and a prance. With all the people who grinned at his presence, I think he proved his point. The police in front of him did nothing.
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