Honey and I were watching “Everest: Beyond the Limit” the other night. The narrator noted that the Nepalese were born to climb the great mountains of their country. Their hearts are bigger. Their lungs are bigger. It reminded me (and I said out loud) of the piece that I read in the L.A. Times last week about Disneyland redesigning the “It’s a Small World” ride. It seems that the boats keep bottoming out. Disneyland, not wanting to alienate its visitors, has refused to blame the expanding American (and non-American) waistlines on the problem. Instead they argue that years of fiberglass build-up on the boats and water channel have made the ride less functional. The problem, apparently, is so acute, that they’ve built a platform near the Canadian Mounties to help people out of the boats so the ride doesn’t get held up too long. Listening to that song a few MORE times than the ride normally requires may be too much for people.
At any rate, I remarked, upon hearing the narration about the Nepalese, that Americans are born to bottom-out Small World boats. My Honey laughed. I like making my Honey laugh.
I liked this Shakespeare thing. It has nothing to do with what we’re born to do. Still. Macbeth would have been way different with sporks.
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