I just heard I was supposed to have played hookie yesterday. Oops. Sorry, I didn’t get the memo. I went to work and even went Christmas shopping afterward. I guess the economy really is in the dumpster. You’d think a place like Horton Plaza would be crawling with shoppers. Nope. It was practically deserted. So was Seaport Village. And I was hardly on a spree myself. I left with a total of three items, four counting the piece of fudge I bought to get my parking validated.
But if you think that’s scary, I was also trying to find a place called The Map Centre. I found it, all right. It had closed in September, a sheet of paper taped to the door blaming the economy.
On my way home, I couldn’t help but notice the vacant buildings in my neighborhood. Boarded up, for sale or for lease: a video store, a gas station, a grocery store and even… a church? Surely, times are hard when even nonprofits must close their doors. Someday, new tenants will come along and breathe life into these dark and cold shells. A hardware store, a coffee shop, a florist… and what? What does a community do with an abandoned church… what, that won’t offend anybody, that is. Meaning that a casino with blackjack and hookers is probably right out. As is demolition.
If it were up to me, I’d turn it into a library, a library with a planetarium. But I suppose that even that would offend certain people.