Who decided that once you escaped junior high, playgrounds were unnecessary? Adults are wound up pretty tight and it shows. We threaten, stab, shoot and blow each other up. There’s also rape, sexual harassment, and genocide. It’s no wonder of course.
When was the last time you went up and down on a teeter totter? All adults have these days are movies, dance clubs, bars, or serious gyms for our socializing needs. Those are all very lame places to meet new people. Sure there are house parties, but those are nothing more than private bars. Social interactions are based on the same lame premises distorted by social cliques and inebriation.
It’s time we played on the jungle gym. Sure Newtonian physics reminds us that our increase in mass as adults puts us at greater risk for injury when falling, but its a small price to pay to be able to hang upside down from a metal bar. We need a good ol’ fashion game of tag to forget that the boss man has demanded an engine design with 300 horsepower yet runs on flax seed oil or insists you capture a unicorn. There’s nothing quite like swinging to clear your mind. Don’t deny it. If you say you’ve never walked out to a playground in the middle of the night to sit on the swings, you’re just practicing self deception. Unfortunately nobody designs swings fit for mature individuals. The seats are either impossible to fit into or pinch the hips with a deadly vice grip. How are we supposed to sort our thoughts?
We wouldn’t need daiquiris to get dizzy if we had merry go rounds. With a sufficiently large one we could spin beneath the stars. Is it too much to ask to get crews together to build a taller, wider slide? I want to shout “wheee!” with true purpose.
The world needs to build larger playgrounds. Come on, let’s play!