The Ultimate Safe Space

Walking to the Y this morning, a new sign enticed me up the steps and into the ancient graveyard on the hill. All I could read from street level was “Breathe Easy,” and I wondered what more it had to say.

Well, the old graveyard is now a “No Smoking” zone. No smoking in the cemetery. I wonder who complained.

And then I thought, hey, this is just what we need–a place where no one ever says anything controversial (or anything at all, for that matter), no one has an opinion that might contradict yours, no one will demand you pay for anything: the safe space America’s been looking for. It’s even better than collidge. Here in the graveyard, no one is smarter, better-looking, or more athletic than you.

Unless somebody else comes up the steps; and then you might as well leave.

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