Phones on bones fall mainly on the
stones, or maybe on a strip of sidewalk that isn't being used for
anything better. Who can say what logic may have influenced the
decision. It probably cost someone a fair chunk of money. Then again,
if someone paid, someone else was paid.
Checks and balances. Credits and
debits. Everything evens out in the end, they say, and though that
may not always be true on an individual level, the universe knows. It
holds true. Conservation of mass and energy, or some such.
That's one way to look at Chicago. It's
a limiting worldview, to be sure. Very reductionist, a thing that
suggests no other possibilities. The best way to think about it is
that the sidewalk had potential to be the base of something else.
Still does, really.
What might that something else be? This
is where imagination comes in handy. If we knew a clever person or
three, we could get a few informed opinions on the matter.
Serendipitously, we might find such people walking on the very
sidewalk we are trying to improve. Walking, talking problem solvers.
Actually, that's not a bad description
of humans. Alternatively, you could call them walking, talking
problem makers. We make problems, we solve them. Credits and debits,
right to the end.
The thing about art is that it forces
us to think. Often those thoughts are along the lines of, “I could
have done that” or “I can't believe someone got paid to make
that.”
Sure, but it's like how the sidewalk
has potential until someone does something with it. Of course you
could have done that, but you didn't, and that's the difference.
Maybe you had a crazy idea in your head. If you'd acted on it, you
might have gotten paid.
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