Lane three confusion | Letter

Published 11:42 am Monday, November 24, 2014

First it was confusion, immediately followed by outrage, and then stuffing a deep rooted core of sorrow, I was forced to quickly adapt. They had taken, nay, ripped Lane 3 from me and forced me, as an Orcasite, to adapt to Lanes 4 & 5. I parked and walked back. “When did this happen? Why? What am I to do with my Lane 3 T-shirt?” The attendant raised his arms in helplessness. “Last week. I don’t know why. It’s out of my control, but the T-shirt’s now Official Ferry Memorabilia. Perhaps you can sell it on Ebay?”

Then the retrospection. How am I to continue from here? What am I to do? And why is this bothering me so much!? For 25 years I’ve been ‘Lane 3’. …I know what this is. It’s Identity Theft! “They” have callously taken from me, in an indifferent blink of an eye, a part of who I am, of who we are. We are Lane 3.

Enough. Buddha has taught that the only thing you can depend on is change, (or something like that). I must bend, like the willow in the strong wind. I must accept that the good of the Corporate Computer (lanes 1-12.. how trite, how ordinary, how anti-artistic) far outweigh the good of the Individual. When I was 3 I could try harder, but now that I’m 4 or 5, I don’t know……

So, how ‘bout those Seahawks?

Frank Michels

Orcas Island