As you know, I am depressed over the inability of the many to overcome The Curse. I am weary over a City/Chamber that refuses to inform the rest of the World that Brigadoon (Newburyport) exists.
And yet, as upset as I get, I encounter hundreds who deliberately moved from outside of the City into our community. And the phenomena is very hard to explain.
Each person some time in the past, accidentally, or briefly as they were heading to another destination; visited Newburyport.
And their soul declared as clear as if it had vocal cords, “I’m going to live here someday.”
Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people.
They say that if certain microwave radio frequencies are aimed at a person, ‘messages’ can actually be heard in the head. If you were the recipient, you would actually sense the ‘voice’ coming from directly behind you. During the Cold War, spy agencies were exploring the possibility of using this phenomena as a foolproof way to send secret directives. (There are obvious health hazards like having your brain cooked so it was abandoned.)
If this was true for Newburyport, perhaps there’s a secret radio transmitter in the Chamber or in City Hall?
But this voice is coming from down deep in the heart. They see our magnificent High Street, our unbelievable Downtown, the beautiful ecology of the Common Pasture, Great Marsh, Merrimack River and Plum Island. They experience the restaurants and the shops and the special places like the Cushing House, the Custom House, the Firehouse, Joppa Flats Audubon Center, etc. They meet a lot of good people who live here and yes, our city is filled with not just good but cool people.
Perhaps those who fear a huge influx of visitors know they don’t have to worry as long as NO ONE VISITS HERE.
But it is really spooky. And obviously by the high amount of people who visit and then end up living here, hard to resist!
So here is the question, “How can you resist the infiltration of the Voice?”
It has scientifically been proven that tin foil hats can actually prevent radio waves from penetrating the brain. It does sound like foolproof security.
Hah, let the Chamber turn up the power all they want! I’m safe now!