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Sunday, May 27, 2007

Get Outta Town!

DC often does a Night of the Comet impression on three-day weekends. Being a town where most everyone is from somewhere else, the residents clear out to take advantage of the extra vacation day. Staying in town, I was looking forward to a nice quiet city.

But I forgot what Memorial Day is about in this town. Yes, a lot of DCers got out of town, but this city abhors a vacuum, and the residents spots have been taken up with tourists who got out of their own towns. The Metro is practically unusable. I spend my Metro time pondering how I could say "you're doing it wrong" in a nice way.

The tourists are tolerable compared to the main Memorial Day menace in Capital City: fucking Rolling Thunder. Massive groups of motorcycles shake the city only to brag about their volume, but disguising it by pretending that they're here to pay tribute to some KIA/MIA that was a buddy of a guy they met at Sturgis back in the '90's. Really, what percentage of Rolling Thunder do you really believe has personal connections to KIA/MIA? And if it's a high percentage, what is it about that loss that creates a desire to create as much noise pollution as possible?

Happy Memorial Day, everyone. I'm staying indoors.

3 comments:

akaijen said...

I love Night of the Comet, especially when they take over the radio station.

The worst is the build up to Rollinger Thunder in Old Town. Surely that decible of noise is not good for ye olde historic towne homes. Man that sucks.

JordanBaker said...

I got stuck behind a huge rolling thunder contingent coming back from SW Virginia last year. It almost doubled the time it usually took to make the trip, and it also made it impossible to get off the freeway to get something to eat.

Reid said...

Jen, that movie's really stuck with me over the years, too. There's something that's both terrifying and infinitely appealing about being the only person left in a huge city.

That all of your family and friends are dead and there are zombies are, of course, negatives.

Jordan, you didn't want to share a meal with some Rolling Thunderites in a Sheetz in the Shenandoah? But that sounds like so much...fun.