I was just approaching Radnor when I saw this out my window. At first I didn’t know what it was, no, actually, I didn’t want to know what it was. It seemed unimaginable, yet, there it was. I looked at the other cars rushing by, even the road crew that was a few yards away, the cause of this morning’s congested commute and they all seemed oblivious. Driving on, the image stayed with me and I began to take inventory of everything else that was there. Was this some kind of crazy prank—after all, Villanova was just down the way—but they wouldn’t do such a thing or even allow it; would they? And who would tolerate that thing dangling in front of their business? I continued driving, trying to make sense of what I saw just hanging out. My rationale failed, that noose didn’t make sense. It couldn’t be. Rage was filling the car as well as fear. Just when my anger was about to spill out in the form of tears, I decided to turn around and get another look, never mind the construction, the commuters and my being late.
Conveniently there was a parking lot in which I was able to leave my car and get a closer look. Okay, okay, it’s a cable with a box attached that had come away from the rest of the cables—it wasn’t what I thought it was at all.
Yet, even close up it still looked like a noose; can I be the only one who can see the resemblance?