Notes on an overheard conversation

I'm no suburbia basher but ... I am amazed that people who work and live in the suburbs and rarely go into downtown Cleveland are amazed that on those occasions that they do go downtown, there doesn't seem to be much going on there.

If they never go, why do they think that anyone else is going to be there?

I suppose that this is a variant of the Chryssie Hynde syndrome as expressed in "My City Was Gone": you leave Ohio because it's too lame for words, then you get mad because the people you left behind didn't maintain it to your standards in your absence. 

¶ 9/02/2008 04:07:00 PM