We humans are the only creatures that realize we are going to die… and we don’t like it.
In fact, we go great lengths to delay, distract and deny our destiny.
In the end, this often syphon’s off our happiness, and much of our wealth.
If we become too consumed with the above, we find ourselves alone, having driven our friends, relatives and acquaintances away.
Such is Detroit.
There is nothing new with a town, or city, finding itself at the end of it’s life span and having to embrace its fate.
Throughout History, towns across the U.S. have lived vibrant lives only to pass away when their usefulness was expended. Many of these places are fodder for Ghost Stories or Movie sets. A few found a new reason to live.
However, as is often the case with humans, our Detroit has refused to Grow Old with Grace.
It has also not welcomed any attempts to reinvent itself as a more mature and wise city having a wealth of knowledge offering safe harbor for new business and attractions.
Instead of reality, it has opted for the Botox.
Many of us have watched the demise of this City for years… decades even.
And, like a drowning Man, Detroit has tried to drag the rest of us down with it.
But the intelligent have kept a wide berth.
Contrary to what anyone says, there is no surprise to be found here. Simply truth.
This is the normal cycle, no matter how hard we want to deny it.
And, because of it’s denial, only from the ashes will there be any possibility of a new beginning. But there are never guarantees.
Let me be clear… ashes. Everything must be gone. The Unions, the Mindset, the Icons. The People have already left.
Then Detroit might, just might, be able to breath as it once did.
So here we are.
The end of a life.
Only acceptance will bring peace.
Cheers to a life once lived well.