A real emergency

Picture yourself.

What do you see?

Are you dressed up or casual? Sitting or standing? Are you smiling, pensive, scowling, or maybe just cruising neutral?

Are you indoors or out? Is it daytime?

Are you with someone, or alone? 

What's in it for you?

I just watched a documentary about Woodstock, for free at my local public library. There was a brief interview with one of the homeowners in the town. The town had a white, conservative, Republican populace that had never seen the likes of an event like Woodstock. Two things among many struck me: 

1. How white the attendees were.
2. What the middle aged white homeowner said about why he and his neighbors emptied their farms and pantries after learning that by Day Two the concert venue had run out of food. "Kids are hungry. You gotta feed 'em. Right?" 

​Picture yourself. What do you see?

This is not a simple exercise, I know that. 

This is only a test. 

This is not a real emergency.

If this were a real emergency, I wouldn't be typing, and you wouldn't be reading. 

On the other hand, maybe it is and maybe I am and maybe you are.