It’s Spring. The cherry blossoms have blossomed. With blossoms come bees, birds, and tourist. Ah yes, ladies and gentlemen, the tourons are coming, the tourons are coming. And what can we expect from this new crop of gullible gawking goobers? Traffic, for a start. Apparently, the basic nationally-known traffic rules are some how different in Washington. Simple rules, like – green means go and red means stop. I think that we ought to institute “National Use Your Freakin’ Turn Signal Day” some time around Memorial Day.
What else can this year’s yokels provide? Much needed dollars for a our region? Naw, I doubt it. At best we’ll get some bumbling fool trying to trade in Confederate money for 5 for $10 t-shirts on the Mall.
We’ll also get the comic mislabeling of historical places. Everyone knows that thing with the big dome is the White House and that large stone obelisk is the Washington Memorial and that thing where Thomas Jefferson is standing is Monticello. (No joke, I was on a flight recently with high school students on their class trip to DC. And yes, they provided the content for this paragraph. Apparently, civics class in California (where the students were coming from) is optional.)