A travel journal meets a diary of reflection after both have had a few too many drinks on a rainy Thursday afternoon.
08 January 2007
8 Jan -- Peter and the Sundial of Human Involvement
Peter Love regards the world with what is best described as sincere honesty. He gives every situation the benefit of the doubt, whether it be a conversation or a television commercial (indeed, he will sometimes comment in all seriousness on our need to investigate the possibility of buying new carpet after witnessing with what ease red wine is lifted from a StainMaster brand rug on TV). Peter will strip away cynicism and clever marketing and regard a message in its own dumb nakedness. Sarcasm, far from being misunderstood, is simply ignored. This is illustrated no better than in the case of Peter and the Sundial of Human Involvement.
In the leafy centre of Wellington's Botanical Gardens there sits the Sundial in question. A sign invites passers by to stand in the middle, thrust one's arms into the air, and create a human sundial. Most participants who do so enjoy a laugh or a bit of self-deprecating humour. Peter, however, carefully read the instructions and stepped into the sun.
"It says you need to stand on today's date, Pete." John, Peter's brother, shouted as he read further. On the ground was a figure-eight in stone with various calendar dates. For the dial to work, the person needed to be on the correct day to take into account the tilt of the earth.
"Today's date isn't here." Peter replied, pointing to the evidence.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to get close." John replied.
"Hardly accurate." Peter shot back.
Never one to let an obstacle like the existence of a day stop him, Peter places his hands together and raised them over his head. His body was straight and motionless, for a moment you could almost see the shadow moving slyly across the number's face.
"What time is it?" Jamie asked. His question was met with silence as Peter interpreted his position.
"2:20." Peter said firmly.
Jamie looked at his watch.
"Nope. It's a quarter-to-three." He said.
"That's a shame." Peter replied, his arms flopping to his side. "It was such a good idea. This really could have caught on."
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