"All In The Name Of Regress" Revisited

Yes, I am going to repeat myself. But bear with me.

I originally came up with the idea for  "All In The Name Of Regress" while driving home from work one day, when I saw a tree that had been sculpted, for lack of a better word, around the telephone and electrical lines. I made a mental note to get a picture of it the next day. But I was delayed getting out of work, and had to rush home to meet the bus. So I couldn't take the time to stop. The next day, same thing. I think the day after that, I had to get the twins from day care, so I didn't go that way.

To make a long story longer, the next time I had an opportunity to stop, the tree didn't look...well, it didn't appear as I had remembered it. So I "settled" on a different picture of electrical wires. But over time, with the leaves changing colors, the scallop became more pronounced.

So here once again is "All In The Name Of Regress," with the "right" tree.

All In The Name Of Regress

 

In 2003,

a tree

touched electricity,

and we

sat dumbly,

idly,

in antiquity

(no TV

or PCs)

for 43

hours.

We cowered

until the powers

that be

called the sawers

to cut the boughs

away from the towers.

Regrettably,

fait accompli.

But, what's one less squirrel bower

if we

can guarantee

that we

would never see

the delivery

of our energy

interrupted by something as unlikely,

anti-

technology,

and utterly

unnecessary

as a tree?