By G.D. Maxwell
"Live the dream? Am I hearing you right? Live the dream?" At this point I wasnt sure whether I was dreamin or not.
"Yup. Live the dream. Ive decided. Thats my campaign slogan. Live the dream."
Id dropped by the Galt for Mayor headquarters Tapleys to see what was going on in the heart of the Never Ending Party. Well, actually Id dropped by HQ to see if there was still a Galt for Mayor campaign going on, there having been enough silence about Daves run for mayor to get me thinkin he might have changed his mind or lost interest.
I found the candidate, looking tanned, rested and distinguished, in a local politics sort of way, hunched over a pad of paper jotting down cryptic notes and making drawings that looked, vaguely, like a weird car of some kind.
"Live the dream? What the heck does that mean, Dave?"
"Means what it says, of course," he answered, not looking up from his pad.
"Splain it to me. Im a simple man. I never fully understood the thousand points of light either when pappy Bush made it the cornerstone of his campaign," I prodded.
"Its why were all here, isnt it? Didnt you move here to live the dream? I cant believe you moved here out of a burning desire to work a front-line service job or even to write your silly column. You moved to Whistler because it seemed like a magical place. Unbelievable setting, vast natural beauty, mountains, lakes, trails, more activities than you could possibly do. It seemed like a dream, was a dream, and now Im not sure its a dream were going to be able to pass along. Too many people are beginning to find it more a nightmare than a dream."
"Okay, cant argue with that but politically, arent you afraid live the dream sounds, well, sounds kinda air-headed? You know, simple thoughts for simple minds?"
"Simple, profound, its all highly subjective. I think; therefore I am. Simple or profound? I dont really care. What I do care about is what it means for this town when there isnt a dream to live anymore. It was easy, up until a couple of years ago to believe everyone at least a large enough percentage of everyone that anyone who didnt was the exception that proved the rule that everyone who came here came to live the dream. And everyone who stayed, stayed because theyd found the dream and wanted to hold on to it."