I acquire tastes, things don't steamroll me. I wasn't a fan of Bill Clinton in 1992. I wasn't a fan of Barack Obama in 2008 (but I voted for him). I hated New York City growing up, until I got to college. I wasn't the biggest basketball fan until Allen Iverson. For me, things have to develop. I don't start out positively on everything I end up liking. It takes time.
Since the election, I've split my time between home and Washington, DC mostly. Some of this was for work purposes, some for pleasure, all of it is kind of surprising. For those that knew me a while now, you know how much I've typically hated DC. I have a real distaste for the elitism, the smugness, the lack of connection to the rest of the country. None of that has changed. What has changed is my liking for many of the other things about DC. The monuments. The metro. The food. Even some of the people- particularly the ones not in my industry, of course. Even when there is nothing to do, a simple walk down the National Mall has amused me, and given me a chance to clear my head and think. "Liking" a place for me has always been about comfort in a place, and admittedly, DC hasn't always provided that. Suddenly in these last two months, on the verge of DC turning into Trump's DC, I feel at peace here, at least for this short time. I feel like my career is here now, and that no longer bothers me. I'm not going away anymore.
I left town today, bound to return home to Pennsylvania. I can't bare being here while the Trumpkins diverge on our capitol to celebrate their hero next Friday. My disdain for them is just too strong yet. I won't be gone long though, as I've finally come around to liking Washington.
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