Friday, July 3, 2009

A day at the beach

A day at the beach crabbing is an exercise in futility. Crabbing is the process of fishing for crabs or, more simply, just like fishing. It is an exercise in patience and persistence with an undetermined end that can be either exhilarating or exasperating. Ultimately, its reward is not so much the end result but the process itself - or so I am told. While I cannot profess to be a fisherman nor to enjoy its alleged benefits, I am not blind to some of the things that are a result.

Fishing is an opportunity to talk with others who share the same passion. Stories are passed along, tips are freely offered and accepted on the best ways to accomplish the task at hand and drinks (typically alcoholic) are consumed with great gusto. This is an opportunity to share and partake of large event that would not be available in most other settings. There is a personality to those who enjoy fishing that is refreshing in a world otherwise locked within itself or its immediate surroundings. People with whom there is otherwise nothing in common giving and taking is very reassuring. There is a diversity that does not seem to percolate very far beyond those piers but, on those piers, everyone is equal and that is refreshing in a world where equality seems to be a quaint dream otherwise yet to be realized.

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