I’m having one of those drops of attitude lately, where everything rubs me the wrong way.
I understand that this is a common phenomenon of culture stress, this sine curve that looks like ocean waves, up and down, up and down.
Some troughs are really low, some highs are really high, and other times it’s not so extreme but just palpable.
The latest trigger was the removal of all child playground equipment from the park we frequent.
“They” replaced all the slides and swingsets with an enclosed mini-soccer court and about 100 pingpong tables.
Well, maybe 20.
And more of the same endless adult outdoor gym type metal contraptions, where you can rub your back on bumpy things, twirl your arms in circles, and do elliptical bouncy motions with your legs.
These things they have about every 100 feet in public spaces.
Yes, I know, play here is overrated.
Kids should spend 100% of their waking hours in class, on their way to tutors, or doing homework.
I am still working on evolving into a Tiger Mother.
Never mind that half of the time the former swings were occupied by young adults who probably are belatedly recapturing their missed childhood and free play.
I see college students playing quite a bit of duck duck goose type games on the lawn too.
All the same, I’m peeved.
The final straw was discovering this week that EVEN MCDONALD’s has removed their playland in the 2 locations near us and replaced it with more seating.
Thank goodness they still serve ice cream.