2216 Road Mysteries

I like driving around. You encounter so many mysteries.

Like the pathetic juxtaposition of things I saw the other day. I was driving by a place called Boulevard Animal Clinic. I noticed something in the middle of the road directly in front of the clinic. It was a dead possum, obviously splattered by a vehicle.

That close, I thought. That close. 

Such are the mysterious ironies of life and death. Was the possum on the way to the clinic? Probably not. Could it have used the clinic had it managed to crawl the fifty feet to the door. Yes. Could it have crawled there? Not a chance. Even a light vehicle makes a possum pop like an armadillo under a Winnebago wheel.

Saw another thing further down the road that was mysterious in a different way. It was a vacated house with a big sign in the entryway that said, "Private Property. No Trespassing or Camping."

So. Wouldn't camping be subsumed under the notion of trespassing? When you trespass I don't think you have to actually be doing any passing. Movement or actually passing through doesn't have to be involved. 

As far as I understand it, it is your actual presence in the disputed territory that's the trespass. Like in the updated Lord's Prayer where we ask for forgiveness of our trespasses and for those who trespass against us. It's a violation, not a passing through thing. 

So if you're camping on said property you're most definitely also violating the law by trespassing. Maybe the signmakers figure potential trespassers are too numb from their brown bag dinner to read the big word "trespass" and will recognize the word "camping."

Question: If you violate someone's air space by breaking wind, is that a trespass too?

America, ya gotta love it.