Tragedy Converted To Farce
So, I'm driving home today, taking a back road out of the school that avoids the parking lot the main drag becomes at five. This is a road they're starting to do some infrastructure work on, putting in sidewalks and such. At one intersection is a business that always seemed a little mysterious to me. I could never tell what they did. The name was fairly innocuous, and they had a fence that was just coated with kudzu, blocking out all within.
(Kudzu, if you're unfamiliar with it, is a Japanese plant known as kuzu that is currently eating the South alive. Seriously.)
Well, they must've sprayed it with Agent Orange, because as of this afternoon the vines were all gone. Nothing left but burned stalks. And now I could see through the fence inside. And the mystery was solved.
This mysterious company, it turns out, rents out giant inflatables. Huge rubbery things for small children climb on. Popular at large parties, Fall festivals, and school events. But what caught my eye was a large one they had inflated in the back: The Titanic Adventure Slide. Kids climb up it, then slide down the tilted deck, possibly into the frigid Atlantic.
I don't know why this surprises me, but it does. A tragedy that took the lives of over 1,500 people and made Celine Deion's career has been trivialized as an oversized jungle gym. Sigh. I can hardly wait for the next exciting example of this. Perhaps the Dachau Gas Chamber Bouncy Castle?
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