Saturday night we excitedly witnessed the fireworks kick-off the Kennedy Center’s Festival of China. Celebrating a friend’s thirtieth birthday from a hotel suite in Foggy Bottom, we were perfectly positioned for an impromptu view of the finale. It caused my friend to scream and jump up and down with glee, but apparently not all were made as happy – the Post reports today that many residents freaked out, fearing it was a terrorist attack.
Reading the article I scoffed at how nervous we’ve become and how sad it is that the simple pleasure of watching fireworks has been hijacked.
Until I remembered my own freakout and outrage at the unannounced fireworks that greeted Mexican president Vicente Fox at a state visit to the White House a few weeks before 9/11, and felt a bit sheepish.
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs
As one of the founding editors of We Love DC, Jenn’s passions are theater and cocktails. After two decades in the city, she’s loved every quirky, mundane, elegant, rude minute of her DC life. A proud advocate for DC’s talented drinks scene, she’s judged the Corcoran Gallery of Art’s ARTINI contest, the DC Rickey Month contest, the Jefferson Hotel’s Quill Cocktail competition, and is a founding member of LUPEC DC. A graduate of Catholic University’s drama program, she toured the country as a member of National Players, and has been both an actor and a costume designer before jumping the aisle to theater criticism. Writing for We Love DC restored her happiness after a life-threatening illness, and she’s grateful to you, dear readers. Send your suggestions to jenn (at) welovedc (dot) com and follow her on Twitter.
