Faith in the City is a funny thing
By Royal Hopper
A woman well passed her prime walks with determination across a street in front of 12 angry Sinners waiting for the light to turn so they earn their daily bread. They are impatient _ that much is obvious ..but the walker doesn’t turn back or hesitate or alter her steps in any way. She continues her steady small steps, slightly hunched over either from age or an effort to keep the desert sun out of her eyes she doesn’t change her pace one iota.
The well worn citizen of Sin City apparently believes that the cars will stay put until she crosses the intersection to the relative safety of the sidewalk. Perhaps knowing there is nothing to lose she carries herself like she has guardian angel on her shoulder _ like she has faith in the City she calls home _ in the spirits that guide her life she keeps walking head down and determined to make the light.
A group of pleasant looking people stand on a sidewalk a little further down this Sin City byway. They hold signs proclaiming God Loves the reader. There are several of them standing on the sidewalk ..In a city that barely notices naked people running down the avenue at rush hour and boasts dozens of signs holders per street on any given day they are waving their signs at noon in the desert _ perhaps having faith someone will read and listen. We are very cynical _ us Sinners _ and very used to signs on streets and strangely dressed performers. It takes a lot to get our attention. I picture the day aliens land in the City of Sin something like this.
Two Sinners talking at lunch.
“Hey dude did you see the UFO land near Harrah’s.” “Yeah man Venusians I think..hey did you hear they are closing the gangster exhibit _ bummer dude..
Alien: “Earthlings can you tell me the way to your planetary resource distributor of fuel.” ( somehow the alien looks like Dan Akroyd in my mind)
“Down the street by Planet Hollywood dude.”
“Thank you earthling.. . .” as alien departs for the nearest gas station
“Freaking tourists dude they never change.”
In yet another part of the city on a Friday ..You drive down the road and on every corner you see a man with a sign asking for help, for food for shelter for karate lessons to defeat the ninjas who stole his family or pet or karate teacher. They have faith their fellow man will spend part of their pay check on a donation to creative sign holders .
Faith is not something you expect to hear about in the City of Sin but we have it here.. . . . our own twisted cynical version but we have it ..
That is life in the City of Sin Bro’
Take Care Sinners