April 9, 2020 – Behavior changes & the curtain twitcher
I
subscribe to The Washington Examiner and Hugh Gurdon is the
editor-in-chief. I adore his editorials
and column – I am on his wave length – I get what he writes.
In the
April 7th to April 14, 2020 edition he is writing about how we have changed our
behavior because of this coronavirus. He
says:
“ .
. . we are . . . veering away from
oncoming pedestrians, . . . ”
“ .
. . enduring the same frustrations, in the same boat.”
“ .
. . shoppers stop and wait at the end of an aisle until the only other customer
in it has emerged and left it vacant.”
“Strangers
make way for each other with a renewed politeness that germinated in an
understanding that society will function a lot better if we treat each other
considerately.”
And,
then he described me succinctly:
“The
common culture has curtain-twitching aspects, . . .”
I am
a curtain-twitcher.
YUP,
he has my number, he knows I twitch the white lace curtain aside to see what
other people in my neighborhood are doing as I watch the news or drink my
morning coffee in my easy chair.
Sometimes I try to hide it, in the evening, when the lights are on – I know
I am a fish in the fish bowl of my interior lighted house; In order to be more discrete, I get up and
turn off all the lights, then, I twitch the curtains aside.
He
is right: “There is more to watch outside our windows when the neighbors are at
home, more people whose ordinary behavior is suddenly of greater interest than
it used to be.” Gosh, he was describing me!
There
is the blatant twitch – my walking up
to the window and flipping the lace curtain back to get a good view not caring
if someone sees me. Then there is the sleuth twitch – where I sidle up to the
window, my body pressed against the wall beside the window and peering askance
at my target, not wanting to be seen.
I am
not the only one in the house paying attention to the goings on in this
neighborhood.
My
husband in his “command post” chair - his TV easy chair - can see every vehicle
come and go in our development. We live
on a corner, so he has a 20-car-length view of the front of the vehicle, then the
corner, which is a forty-five degree angle at our drive as they pass. He can
see the driver up close at the drive on the way into the development and the
passenger up close on the way out of the development.
What
can we call him? Development Security Guard?
Too bad he is not being paid on a per vehicle basis, he’d be a millionaire.
We
have always done it – watched what was happening in the neighborhood – it is
being a good neighbor or – or are we just old-fashioned nosey? NAH.
1 comment:
just like mom was
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