It's the year of the Rat. Not sure what that means anymore, how ethnocentric of us. We attended the Chinese New Year Parade in downtown Wellington. Compared to parades at home, it was a relief to just celebrate culture and be spared the numbing roar of fire engines and the sonic boom of fighter planes punctuating our tax dollars at work. Instead of dodging lollies and other sugar coated treats, our boys could have been on the receiving end of tossed cabbage. Reflexes prevailed and Drake and Alden managed to curl both mouthes and bodies. Tossed salad landed elsewhere. Too bad as I think to be on the receiving end means either good fortune or a promising pregnancy. Despite the cabbage scare, we were impressed with the energy of the performers, attention to detail of custom and costume. Impressive.
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In Natick, it is the year of the 'over-ride'!
I say leave the five hundred fire trucks, dump trucks, trash trucks, water spraying trucks, fart collecting trucks, patty wagon etc on and on from the hundred local towns that come to our parade parked and save thousands of tax dollars. If we took it nationally and let all those wide asses walk the damn parades (maybe give the injured vets a ride) think of the money our towns could save AND the impact greenhouse gases for the day...man, it is a win win.
Lets here if or Chinese New Year and no trucks!
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