I guess I’m a bad liberal, ’cause I frequently drive when I travel from my home in Redmond to work at the University of Washington in Seattle. Depending on my teaching schedule, some quarters I manage to take the bus three out of five days, but mostly…well, ahhh, not so much.
A pleasant surprise of driving over the last couple of years has been the occasional sight of a bald eagle sitting on top of a light post on the SR-520 floating bridge. It just sits there on top of that lamp in full majesty with its head held high.
Sometimes it causes a traffic slowdown. And that’s okay.
When I see the eagle, I always wonder how it can stand the traffic noise. I mean, have you ever kayaked around the West end of the SR-520 bridge in that quasi-nature area? Yikes..I have, and it feels like a battle zone. Maybe it is a function of acclimation or something, but I find the experience disturbing.
An maybe the eagle does too. Because, from what I can tell, this describes nothing short of a suicide:
Metro spokeswoman Linda Thielke said the bus was in the middle of the bridge, moving at about 50 miles per hour when the eagle started to fly in the same direction as the bus.
“The bird very, very suddenly took a turn and smashed into the windshield,” cracking it, Thielke said.
I’m guessing it was the persistent assault of traffic.
But maybe he really hated that “big deal”—the debt ceiling “compromise.”
Either way…rest in peace pal.