Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column that realized it takes for granted (among other things) electricity.At first, we thought we just needed to go back to bed. Then again, we always think that.But, no, seriously, we had just barely been able to drag ourselves out of nap-world at home on the couch – you know, one of those hard-core naps that waking up from is like a fog clearing, and no matter how hard you stare at the clock, your brain can’t seem to figure out what time it is or remember clearly what you should be doing even if you could figure out what time it was – and jumped in the car to go watch some hockey and basketball. (Big night for the high school kids, see.)Anyway, we hit the north end of Summit Boulevard, start cruising down the road and nearly smash into helter-skelter traffic at the first intersection we come to. It’s then that we realize, hey, half the lights in this town are off – including the traffic signals.
Our second realization was, hey, if it weren’t for electricity, this world would plunge into anarchy. We came to this conclusion after watching every single driver giving up on orderliness and group-think, and converting over to self-preservation and the survival instinct. It wasn’t pretty.See, we all have this quaint little picture about what happens when the lights go out: We all light some candles. If we’re lucky, there’s a battery powered radio around (although, as we flipped through the programmed stations in our car we quickly surmised that KSMT and Krystal’s transmitters in Frisco, where the blackout hit, don’t have back-up generators) we listen to that. If not, we sing some songs, play with the dog or maybe a board game until the lights come back on.Apparently, this sweet little picture never occurs to people when they’re driving through a black out. We saw people gunning it, tired of waiting for someone to yield and let them turn through traffic. We heard honking, which very well could have been accompanied by middle finger-waving. And everybody seemed to be in a hurry (as if they hadn’t yet figured out that they were in a useless hurry to get somewhere and sit around in the dark).So, of course, we couldn’t help but begin to imagine what the world would (or will, maybe) be like when the Big Blackout hits. You know, the massive, world-wide power failure, that plunges us all back into the stone age, or at least the pre-Edison era. We imagine even more freaking out: People screaming for their MTV, their microwaveable chai lattes and, yes, the order and peace that comes with traffic lights.
Oh, well. We’ll just have to wait and see (or not, since it’ll be pretty dark).***Pamela Barber is having some kind of month! The boss at the Breck Inn turns 40-something this month, celebrates her 28th wedding anniversary – and all that on top of Valentine’s Day.Her hubby Craig writes in the fax he sent us, “She is truly due an Angel Alert! for helping everyone – guests and friends – that she comes in contact with.”
You just make sure she knows that, Craig.***It’s Sunday, and if you were stuck in the dark in Frisco Friday night, feel free to tell us how you coped without power at email@example.com, fax at (970) 668-0755 or just tell us how you didn’t even notice because the dominatrix had you blindfolded on the voicemail at (970) 668-3998, ext. 237.We’re out stocking up on candles …
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