City Mouse: In Living Color

City Mouse

"That thing is a trap," said City Mouse. "The minute you touch the cheese something comes down on your head and you're dead." The little Country Mouse looked at the trap, and at the little City Mouse. "If you'll excuse me," he said, "I think I will go home. I'd rather have barley and grain to eat in peace than have sugar and dried prunes and cheese and be frightened to death all the time!" So the little Country Mouse went back to his home, and there he stayed all the rest of his life.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

In Living Color

I saw two black women walking down Mainstreet today. I smiled at them in an attempt to say, “Hello! Welcome to West Virginia (uh, it’s wild and wonderful!)” but they looked a little mystified and didn’t make eye contact. Maybe they’d noticed that they’d landed in the world of the very, very white people. I think it is less wild and wonderful when you realize that.

It is interesting that when in DC I don’t really register when people are not white, but when you are in a landscape that is so pale, any color stands out. Is this how it is in Scandinavia? Or Salt Lake City?

City Mouse

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

In Living Color

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