Words from Lorne Johnson, Australian teacher and poet.
Saturday, August 16, 2014
A GLITCH IN THE MATRIX
Walked my two spaniels down to the shops in Bundanoon this afternoon and saw a bloke - probably in his late 20s - sporting a top hat. I wondered whether there'd been some peculiar shift in the whole space/time/context continuum thing for a minute and I'd arrived in Abraham Lincoln's America or a Dickensian nightmare or the set of Coppola's Dracula. What are the chances of seeing someone in a top hat in 2014? Apparently there was a wedding reception in the community hall. Strange days indeed... most peculiar, momma. LJ, August 16 2014.