Summertime in the City
Sunday June 27, 2010
{singing - In K. C. city of fountains where dreams are made of, there’s nothing we won’t do. end verse}
The unofficial start of the summer has finally arrived. And that means the annual pillage of the city’s most famous attribute. Let’s just call it, the tainting of the city’s fountains. I have lived in Kansas City my entire life, 30 years, and I know first hand that fountain swimming is a time honored tradition amongst the city’s most “elite”.
I cannot fathom who the original joker was that decided it was an awesome idea to throw on their two piece suit or nylon shorts, drag the Bebe’s to the fountain right there on Meyer and Cleveland and make it happen. I have to be honest, a little bit of my soul dies every time I drive by one of our City’s fountains and see a 1986 Honda Accord full of 10 people swimming in the fountain like they’re at Super Splash and they paid for admission.
Undoubtedly all it takes is one renegade citizen to jump in a fountain and the next thing you know there’s a chocolate parade right there on Brush Creek. My people, my people! Why must we make a spectacle of ourselves ever summer by swimming in the damn city fountains? This is my mea culpa. I will fall on my sword for this cause, black people please this summer just try it. Do the right thing like Spike Lee.
Of course it might cost about $20 bucks to take BonRequisha, Marquanunique, Lil Trey, LaLa & baby Beyonce to the Super Splash on the Thursday special but pride is priceless. If you don’t do it for yourself, do it for me. Do it for the rest of the black people in KC that do respective things like go to work, pay the correct admission prices and oppose causing scenes throughout the city. Let’s try it this summer. If it doesn’t work, you can go back to your old ways I promise. Think about it….
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