"Cowardice asks the question...is it safe? Expediency asks the question...is it politic? Vanity asks the question...is it popular? But conscience asks the question...is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular but one must take it because it is right." ~Dr. Martin Luther King

Sunday, 30 December 2012

The Last Day Of An Old Year...that doesn't seem that old.

I have laundry in the machine and every room in the house is bright with winter sunlight. 
I'm a long way from the place and time when no  project could be left unfinished, every item in the house polished and sparkling. Shortbread was baked , black bun in the cake tin and wine made from Sheildhall Co-op  products was bottled and ready to be served in tiny glasses to whoever came and many did.
It's another lifetime. Another cast of  characters. .
I went to see Aladdin yesterday. Enjoyed it tremendously I will tell about it another time. 
I was looking forward to seeing the Burlington Arts Centre.I will tell  all I observed about that another time. 
At the moment, I have something  particularly  extraordinary to tell.
The theatre is beautiful. The asile to the first half of the orchestra seats are on risers, the width of a single row. 
The lower half are not.
The floor is  highly polished terrazzo. Lights shine down at the side of each aisle seat.
The floor is shining. Terrazzo is polished. 
There is no demarcation to show where  risers start and end.
I was in an aisle seat on the second from last riser.
In the interval, many of the audience  left their seats
I had to watch  the movement of feet  to determine  where  risers  stopped and  slope began.  
I was not surprised when  man  almost tripped and fell on the
riser.  
When a woman  tripped  and fell full length it was anticipated.
The floor was hard.
I said, "You're not the first." 
"Really" she said. 
When the show was over, and the entire audience was leaving, an 
elderly woman ahead came to grief on the second from last riser. 
She was short. As round as she was tall. She sprawled at an angle, her shoulder hitting the seat  and maybe her head also. 
Everyone around her felt the shock.
It was one show.  The high shine of polished terrazzo,separation between risers and slope and  lack of demarcation  to mark the separation  caused two people to  come down hard and sprawl full length on and one almost had the same experience. 
The last, I am sure will be hurting from a bruised shoulder today, and maybe a substantial bump on the  cranium. 
Diamond and Schmit are the architects.
Diamond was a frequent  speaker or panel  guest at Municipal Conferences forty years ago.
His  status has grown. No doubt his fees are commensurate.
The theatre is beautiful. The entertainment exceptional. Tickets are reasonable. The community is well served.
But three people,at one show, on one side of the theatre came to harm ,while making their way from seats to  lobby because of a flaw in floor design. A simple thing like ensuring  the edge of a riser is  marked clear and unmistakable was overlooked.           
    

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Actually we've got another day to go, hopefully as nice as this one.

Anonymous said...

You could do the city a big favor and send them this post , It will most likely save them from the bottom dwelling leaches that will be trying like hell to find out who those poor theater goers are so they can get a fat settlement for themselves and a few bucks for the victims,
You know how they work Ev!!!

Anonymous said...

They might get ushers who volunteer in order to watch the performances?